I am at my childhood home, but I am my current age. I am with a bunch of other adults, including the cute lady about my age who lives in my current building. There are about 12 of us, and we are dividing up between cars. I am in the driver's seat of one of of the cars, and my neighbor is sitting in the passenger front seat. A bunch of other people are crowded in the back, and we're parked in the court out front of my house, waiting for the other car to get packed up. The car is a station wagon or something similar, not a car I currently own.
Next, for some reason, I drive around block while we're waiting. I'm not driving that fast, but for some reason the car is careening around as I take turns and weave between the cars parked on the sides of the road. As the car turns, bodies are tumbling to left and right, pressing into the people seated besides them. This causes me some amount of dream shame for some reason.
Showing posts with label brakes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label brakes. Show all posts
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)