More Weird Dreams
Yesterday I was at home with the beginnings of the flu. I was pretty miserable all day, then last night I had another bizarre dream. I ran the 4-way stop sign at the Florence Rd/Burts Pitt Rd. 4 corners, and a cop was waiting in the woods. But he wasn't driving a cop car, he was driving a van (not a minivan, a real van). It was odd, but I knew it was a cop because it had the flashers on. So I pulled over and the cop stopped behind me and got out. He was an older man with a giant handlebar moustache. He asked for my license and registration, but then strangely got into my car and started driving while I was looking for my registration (which of course I couldn't find). My glove compartment was stuffed with all kinds of shit: old coupons, receipts, reports from work, but no registration. I finally found something that was passable (I don't even know what it was), and then I had to give him my license, which I couldn't find either. I always keep my license in the same place in my wallet, and I had just given it to the woman at the furniture store last weekend, so I knew it should be there. All this stuff started flying out of my wallet, random things that I knew I never put in there, but no matter how many times I looked for it, I could not find my license. I was getting extremely upset and started crying, and the cop just kept driving my car. Then I woke up still feeling panicky that I had lost my license, and realized that it was just a dream. I decided that it was an omen and that I was going to drive the speed limit all the way to work this morning.
Sure enough, there was a speed trap on my ride in.
Sure enough, there was a speed trap on my ride in.