VVilliam

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In this dream I was in an old - poorly lit - garage and talking to the owner mechanic - a friendly older man.
We were talking about mechanical things, and I told him I hadn't always been very interested in the subject but that lately I was, and he said it was never too late to learn and that one place to start is with a tool.

I looked around for one and chose a medium sized Square and he said that was a good choice and I asked if I could buy it and he said $4 - I had a five dollar note and a one dollar note and thought just to give him $6 for it but decided to give him the $5 saying 'keep the change'.

As we moved around the workshop - I suddenly thought that I had been there before and then remembered that a friend of mine and I had stopped here many years ago when out riding.

I seemed to think that my friend and the garage owner were friends and asked him if he remembered me and my friend stopping in all those years ago, and he said that he did indeed remember that.

Another person resembling my friend - white hair and beard - was flittering around in the peripherals.

A child then appeared riding a small unusual looking well-built peddle-car. I remember thinking how fortunate some kids are and had the thought that he would be a boy-racer when he got older...with the feeling that some folk don't appreciate things because they have always been given stuff and never had to work for it so they don't take care of the things they have.

The scene shifted to out the back of the garage as I followed the garage owner. My eldest son was with us now. I had the feeling that he needed a shower and asked the garage owner if it would be alright to use the shower in the garage and he was fine with that, so I asked my son to go take a shower and then we would be on our way.

When we returned to the inside of the garage, there were two taps running, with water pouring onto the floor. I turned the taps off and apologized to the owner.
My son was inside some type of glass cabinet and looked older. I asked him why he had turned the taps on, but he did not reply.

While I waited for him to get out of the cabinet and answer my question, I rolled a cigarette. I remember licking the paper before putting tobacco into it, and thinking that was not the way I normally did it...

I asked my son again, and he said that he could not find the shower [so he turned on the taps to get attention] - or that was the feeling I got from his reply...

The workshop floor sloped upwards as my son, and I walked toward the back - but I think that this may have been out the back and it was night-time, and I didn't tell the difference between being inside and outside - and suddenly the person with white hair and beard speed down a pathway leading back into the garage saying something like 'wait here!' - he seemed panicked...

I then awoke and thought to take some notes and then go back to sleep [because it is only 3am] but then decided that if I remembered my dream in the morning, I would DJ it - but then I couldn't get back to sleep so got up and wrote this down.