GmaX

I'm viewing this dream partially from outside. I don't have a role in the dream, it is as if I'm a ghost looking into someone else's life.

The dream revolves around this one special truck, that has a compartment inside of it so big, the owner had turned it into a bedroom.

Anyway, later on a fat guy with tattoos and brown curly hair comes by and wants to just take the truck after he had taken a look at it. Now, the truck was parked outside of a house in what appeared to be the middle of some desert. The owner of the house was apparently also the owner of the truck and he wouldn't allow for.the truck to just be taken away.

Mr. tattoo still wanted it and agreed to fight the owner for it. After this a lot of stuff happened which I can't remember so well.

At some point I'm myself and I'm standing on I think the second floor of cinema with my sister, about to witness the fight between the two guys. On one floor lower the family and friends of the house owner have assembled and as some sort of ritual he throws shotglasses at them before fighting.

My memory of the dream stops here.

There is not much I remember from this dream. I do recall that I'm at the supermarket with my mom and sister and we're standing in between the checkout station and the exit.

A man, appearing to be a homeless guy judging by his outfit at overall appearance, almost walks out with a shopping cart. I walk up to him and explain that he can put the cart back and reclaim the money he put in it to get the cart. He says he would like to get all of his money out, but that it's jammed and you need a 50 cents coin to remove it, which he doesn't have.

I do have one and help him get his 50 cents back. As I remove the coin, I notice there is also a 50 euro bill in there and also remove that for him.

My memory of the dream stops here.

So, I'm at this theme park with my dad and we're somewhere at the back of the park, where there are a series of small hedges, parallel to each other, lined up in front of us. They all have a small hole in the middle, just big enough to crawl through, so me and my dad crawl through them until we reach the end, which is simply somewhere outside of the theme park. I say to him that It's ridiculous to make something like that, because everyone can get in the theme park this way without paying.

Regardless, we walk on into an area with quite some trees and a lot of vacation houses and my dad warned me to be careful, because small landslides had been occurring here lately. I tell him I won't fall prey to a landslide like others because I have studied this phenomenon in engineering school. He smiles and we continue walking.

After this point my memory of the dream stops.