Aug 07, 2006 23:42
2nd Dream:
A little more vague it was about me being a truck driver. So i was in this garage with maybe 8 other people. ANd they were all truck drivers and i was just a guy wanting to be one to make some decent dough. I remember fighting off some tough guy, also there were some hot truck driving woman i'm sure i lusted over in the dream. But i was allowed to do this one route though it took 12 hours and was supposed to be done by tommorrow. But i didn't know how to drive a truck so i switched with some other guy. This guy was pretty young, though dirty and suicidal. Ya everyone in this garage were pretty fucked up, tattoos scars colorful hair, ya weird. SO he switched and i got his 2 hour gig start9ing the next day. I had to go over to Markham i think. I don't really know what else happened, it was just a very grudgy dirty dream.
Translation:
Hmm maybe it has to do with Chicago. Now travelling with the parents to see the future in-laws, we dont just talk about family junk. My parents go on and on about the different neighbourhoods of chicago. Who lives where? how come ppl live so far away in beautiful neighbourhoods and still get into the city. See my parents live in the city of toronto, their parents lived in the city and so on. The inlaw family live way out in suburbia, their house looks similar to the others beside. Their backyard has nothing but a few lawn chairs. They aren't very cool. Rarely go into the city. They are afraid of everything. "I wouldn't go to that shopping mall {across the street} there wont be any sidewalks, people up here dont walk there they drive, they'll hit you, wait for us we'll drive you" ya they are scared to death about anything in the city.
So this garage could have to do with that. Well there's other shit it could do with but unfortunately i can't write that in here anymore. So ya weird dream, i liked the musical one the night before better. Lots of fun and lots of commentary. fun fun fun