>>7620 >I remember this now so I may as well write my dream notes. From this week but I don't remember which day. 1/2: Neat. I enjoy these, and I have a couple of small ones to add to the pile, though far less interesting.
>But it was clearly the inside of a land-bound building, and I wasn't "driving" I was standing on a ramp (or bar? Like on the sides of giant pickups) that had been added to the toyota camry's back end. Another bar at chest height provided the controls and a way to hang on to the car. >My weight on the back caused the large car to sway ponderously up and down and the natural not-bumps of a country road were magnified by the odd steering arrangement. This actually reminds me of my grandfather's dreams. He often had odd contraptions/cars with a twist he had to drive. For example, once he was being pursued in his dream and he was riding a cube that he controlled only by leaning in the desired direction.
>"I'm prepared to accept a string of words; this is <coffee place*>" Did she actually say stuff like 'string of words'? Like do you mean she was being a bit robotic?
>"Drinking Voltaire's Tea in the Hinterlands of Chile.* Clearly, this movie is an experience we all share. The search for meaning has never been more complete than on the morning commute. Well sir I can hear you're breaking up so I will remind you we're <coffee place> and an offer to sell to you again can be constructed at ALL the expected parking lots." This sounds philosophical.I don't know the personal experiences from the one who dream it, but I know the feeling of gibberish that is on the cusp of meaning something. Almost like your mind is trying to speak to you or something else, but that is a topic for another time.
