Like there's any other kind. My dreams are always strange. Last night, I had a dream that our Ford Escort was stolen. In real life, that is the only one of our cars where I haven't yet memorized the license plate. I guess this carried over into the dream, because I didn't know it there either. I decided it would be useless to call the police unless I had the license number. So, I was digging around looking for any paperwork that might have had the cars license number. Insurance papers, registration, anything. But, I couldn't find anything and I was wasting time. Figuring that the longer it took for me to call the police, the lesser chance of the car being recovered. And, all the time I was looking for the paperwork, I was thinking of how I was going to enter this into my blog. I was trying to think of catchy titles. But, I don't remember any of the ones I came up with in my dream.
Oh I wish I had dreams like that. I still have dreams that Godzilla is trying to catch me. It's funny but it's not when you're running through houses that are getting stepped on and running for your life. Wanna trade dreams? ;)
Posted by: Violet at January 28, 2003 07:03 AMGodzilla? Now that is scary! I could see why you would want to trade. I am always having "stolen car" dreams.... It drives me crazy!
Posted by: Wendy at January 28, 2003 03:45 PM