Mezzanine

My dreams haven't been as vivid as they usually are over the past few days. I don't know why. I'm not stressed out or anything, I'm getting plenty of sleep. I hope my body and my brain figures it all out.

Car Wreck Cops

I'm at a post office I think. I'm in line behind a man at the counter who has sheets and sheets of stamps. Just like a huge stack of them. All different designs and different values. He's just trying to mail three letters and put some stamps on them. I pointed out to him that he should use the smallest denominations first to get rid of them.

He leaves and it's almost my turn at the counter and four police officers walk into the building. I look down at the floor and see that I have a grocery bag full of fireworks at my feet!!! I'm sure I don't want to get caught with this. The cops point at me and tell me to come with them. I leave the bag of fireworks and go out the door with them.

We get outside and we're in the covered entry way to the building. It's maybe thirty feet long and the parking lot is to the side and at the end of the entryway. I see a couple of guys walking towards the parking lot. It's night. I look into the parking lot and don't see my car where it was parked. The cops tell me that my car got wrecked and they took it away on a tow truck. I ran to the guys walking away. I grabbed one of them by the collar and demanded he tell me what happened. He didn't understand English and he was Asian. I was mostly mad because my camera and my ipod were in the car, along with the rest of the fireworks.