Dream Post 13: Lifting a car

I had a dream:

I was in Jeff’s car, driving, and he was there, too. We were getting off a highway and onto an on-ramp, when I noticed the accelarator wasn’t working and we could only go 40 mph. There was a lot of traffic on the off-ramp, and I was worried I’d add to it by going slowly (I don’t know why this made logical sense) and so I got out of the car, with Jeff, and lifted the car to carry down the ramp. Then the ramp turned into a very steep staircase, but the kind that have no backs to the stairs, basically a cross between a staircase and a ladder. I was walking down it, carrying the car, and there were tons of people around, standing on each step/rung waiting their turn, like they were in traffic. I excused myself and cut them, because I was worried I wouldn’t be able to stop, and then I knocked a kid down a few steps by accident. So I lifted him up and threw him up to where he was before, and then kept going, all the while holding my car.

Then I woke up.

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About sorellaaglio

I am 26. I love nature. I love trying new things, and I love children. I love cooking, baking, and sometimes even cleaning. I am an organized mess, and yet manage to eat three meals a day and get eight hours of sleep a night. If you stop by, I'll feed you and make you a mixed CD. Oh, and I am a fan of you.
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