Saturday, March 6, 2010
Wet Wallet (DREAM)
I'm driving down a dirt road. Way over the speed limit. I reach down to grab something. As I look up I realize I'm about to rear end an old woman who is driving incredibly slow. I swerve right into someone's yard and driveway. I slam on my brakes and slide. The lady keeps driving along slowly, oblivious to me. There's a kid's plastic Big Wheel in my way. I push it out of the way with the car and keep driving. I arrive at a house that my little brother is at. We talk briefly and I begin walking into water. A lake possibly. I'm surprised by the depth and realize that my wallet is in my pocket. I hate when my wallet gets wet. I yell to my brother and throw my wallet to him. A man in a truck pulls up to the house in a hurry. I see him get out and yell at my little brother about the Big Wheel. He says something along the lines of "Tell him I hope he's happy!" I don't think he can see me.
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