January 11, 2018
I had a really weird dream last night about making some hamburger soup. There was little in it but hamburger and assorted veggies floating in water. #2 said it was weird but good.
Then I had to go to the campus library but it was an amalgamation of about 3 different libraries I've been to. I was doing some research and helping students with a 60s pop culture project. When I was leaving, I saw myself wearing this beautiful purple and lavender print dress.
Outside the library was a duffle bag full of my older clothes and shoes. It looked like they'd been in the weather for a while, but I surmised with some washing and elbow grease, I could repair the damages.
I put the bag and my books into the car and proceeded to go to next destination-wherever that was supposed to be, but as I was driving down the street to get onto the highway (which I have seen in several other dreams; it's a bit big city traffic meets Mario Kart) anyway, as I was driving along,
I kept going faster and faster, but it wasn't deliberate like there was something wrong with the car.
I remember passing an intersection with a bright yellow building which houses a Mexican restaurant (in Des Moines) everything went surreal, and I went over a huge bump and the car went flying. The next thing I knew, I was speaking Spanish to the landscapers working outside the restaurant, explaining I had fallen asleep and crashed my car. The front end was annihilated, but everything was on the passenger seat as I remembered it.
Then, I woke up. Weird to say the least, but probably full of symbolism I've yet to decipher. Alas~
Love and Belief~