I had the car dream last night, the 3rd night in a row after not having it for few weeks. I was already buckled to the front center seat of the reliant when the dream started and was by myself waiting for my mom and little sister. Soon my sister was opening the passenger side door and then sitting down in the passenger seat to my right. She quickly closed her door then buckled the tan shoulder belt. Her breath stunk like it always does. A few times I heard her talk while we were waiting for mom, but I never heard her say anything that seemed important. When I tried to listen to her talk, I would hear her say things like "I just love being able to look out the window"; or "don't you wish you could stretch out you legs like I can" when she put her tan sandals on the glove box; or "isn't it fun that we both get to ride up front with mom"; or "mom will be out when she is ready, you need to be more patient". It seemed like everything she said just reminded me that we were waiting in the car and she had the window seat and I was stuck in the middle. I eventually started trying to tune her out, because I didn't like hearing what she was saying and couldn't completely ignore her breath when she talked. She kept invading my space again and putting her head on my shoulder when I tried to ignore her. I just wanted mom to come out of the house and get in the car so we could go. I kept looking towards the house to see if I could see mom, but every time I looked, she was nowhere to be seen. When I was focusing on the tan steering wheel and the gauges on the dash, I hear my sister say "mommy is coming" and then turned me head to see her by the driver side door looking through her purse for the keys. When she found them, she unlocked the door and then sat down in the driver seat to my left. I don't think I said anything to mom about taking so long, but after she closed her door, she told me I needed to be more patient. I noticed her breath reeked like my sisters when she was taking to me and felt really trapped because I could feel my sister putting her head on my shoulder while mom got in my face. When mom finally had all the mirrors adjusted, she reached to turn the key but the car didn't start it just made the buzzing sound and the dash lit up with red lights. After several more cranks mom got in my face again and told me she was doing the best she could and I needed to calm down. As I watched mom pumping the accelerator and turning the key, I could feel my sister trying to put her arm around me. I woke-up from the dream while I was jerking my body forward to try to get away from her.
Last night I had the car dream again. This was the 7th night in a row. I had the usual long an unpleasant wait in the car with my sister where I tried to ignore her so I didn't have to smell her breath. She kept trying to talk to me and I kept looking at the empty driver seat to ignore her. When mom got in and got the mirrors adjusted, she started turning the key and then also pumping the accelerator after a few cranks, and I kept seeing the red lights on the dash and hearing the buzzing sound. Mom then became worried that she had left the curling iron on and when back in the house to check on it. I started to reach to undo my seatbelt, but mom told me I needed to leave it on since we would be going soon. We waited in the car for mom for a really long time. When she finally came back out, she told me someone from church had called her and she couldn't get off the phone. She started trying to star the car again, and I woke-up after she had tried several more times to get the car started.
Last night, I had the car dream again. My sisters breath reeked like it always does and she was invading my space trying to get me to talk with her while we waited for mom to get in. All I could do to try to avoid her breath was look at the empty tan driver seat and hope she would get the hint. She never did. The think I remember most from last nights dream was mom getting frustrated about the car being difficult to start. In earlier dreams, she was almost like a robot. She would get in the car, get the mirrors adjusted, and then focus her attention on stating the car. She had little if any conversations with us and didn't have any reaction when the car wouldn't start up. Last night, she was getting very frustrated that it was not starting. When she decided to get out and look under the hood, and I asked if I could get out she snapped at me that she was responsible for starting and driving the car and I needed to stay buckled in my seat. She also told me I needed to calm down because she would get the car started. I didn't think I was panicking or freaking-out, but she wanted me to be calmer. I find it interesting that mom keeps getting out to look under the hood in all of these dreams. In waking life, she is not very mechanical and has probably never looked under the hood of a car. It is kind of strange that she keeps looking under it in these dreams.
I had this dream last night that I honestly don't know what to make of. Lots of stuff happened, but this is the gist. I was living in a live in school (it was not college because we lived in the class itself and learned whatever the teacher felt like teaching us) that was located in a town build onto the side of a mountain. I believe the town was called New York except it was not. We were doing stuff in class and I remember that I was sitting next to a girl that I used to sit next to in high school that I really don't like. We were looking at papers and she kept doing stuff that annoyed me. Then everyone got up and we walked around the class. People were eating and then I noticed that I had a lump in my throat and I had a feeling that it was a chunk of something caught in there. I started coughing, trying to bring it up and couldn't. A few people from class started offering advice as how to cough to bring it up and my coughing turned into hacking. After a minuet of that, I suddenly got the urge that I was going to throw up. I dropped suddenly on my hands and knees and coughed up a wad of paper and a small chunk of something. I looked closer at the paper and found that it was a fancy folded paper plane. I felt like that the girl I don't like had something to do with it, but then someone in class came in wearing a toga and everyone else wanted to follow suit. We all put on togas and agreed to wear them for the rest of the day. Some girls who weren't in the class came in and my friend and I started talking about how skanky they were because they would go out and find random guys to do it with. I started feeling self conscious because the girls were dressed slutty and it made me feel unattractive. Everyone suddenly wanted to go outside and walk around town so we all filed out the front door and I decided to watch one of the skank girls to see what she does. I noticed she started walking around all slow and absent mindedly, then a guy came up and asked her if she wanted to go somewhere. I suddenly had a need to feel prettier, so I started walking along the guard railing that kept people from falling off the mountain the way she had and soon enough a guy stopped me. He had a dark air about him and talked like someone who knew what to say to get people to do stuff. He asked if I wanted to go somewhere with him and I noticed that a few beefy guys started to slowly circle around. I suddenly felt very uneasy and wanted nothing to do with any of this, I mainly just wanted a boost in my self esteem. I asked if I could think about it and he told me I could, so I went back to the school. I was hanging around outside and the school janitor came up talking about how he knew a cop who did set ups. I asked if what the guy that stopped me was doing something illegal by asking random girls to go with him and he said yes. I asked if he could set up an arrest so he texted his cop friend and set it up. I went back to the guy after some time, and before I said anything I noticed the cop behind him making a gesture that said "Is this him." I nodded yes and they arrested him. I watched them taking him away and ignored all the insults he was throwing at me, then I went back to school. I was talking to my friend about how I might need to flee the country because being here made me feel unsafe seeing as I just got a sex peddler arrested when I got a text from the cops saying "oops he got out." I called them and asked what was going on and the guy was talking in circles and stammering, then I noticed one of the things he said sounded familiar so I asked "Is this him..." and he said "Of course this is me, who did you think it was??" I was working on convincing him that I just got scared when I noticed a pikachu smiling up at me, then I woke up. I felt incredibly relieved that it was all a dream when I dozed back off and had a brief dream about him telling me he would find me, so I jerk woke myself up. I stayed awake after that.
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