So…I woke up this morning after a night of trying to park a truck in different parking spots.
Well…I mean I dreamed that. I dreamed I was in one of our work trucks, I was in a parking garage with different levels and I was trying to move the truck to different spots but the floorboard on the driver’s side was filled with newspapers and they were covering the accelerator and brake so I couldn’t reach them. Thank God it was automatic!
I had to use the shifter , going from reverse to drive to stop the truck, or throw it into park on the slopes between floors to slow down or stop…and I was driving from the back seat!
I bumped a few things, you get the idea.
Okay, this is my interpretation but first let me add that I have had some minor health issues through the years and have been trying new remedies.
So, the parking garage is my Life. The truck is my Body and the newspapers are TOO MUCH INFORMATION!
Do you try to interpret your dreams or do you just write it off as too much pizza the night before?
I think dreams tell us stuff from our subconscious. I would love to hear yours.