Ok, this has got to be the strangest dream. Here it goes: I am standing in a dimly lit garage and I am going to have my van painted. The finish is very rough and rusty, and I am trying to convince the lady I want it sanded before it is painted white, so it has a nice finish. She is saying it is a shitty van, and isn't worth the time to do a good job. She is a small mole lady.
She leaves, and I am unable to see, and I call out to her sheepishly telling her I am leaving, not sure if she is able to hear me. Next I find myself in her mole house above the garage. It is damp and dark, and smells of rotting plants and dirt. The walls are made of dirt, as if it is dug into the ground. Ahe agrees to sand it and the dream is over.
Sorry if it is not very detailed, I had the dream 2 weeks ago.
Any thoughts?
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