Dream 444: 20 mph to LA
05.04.2016 § Leave a comment
Man’s homeless store in back connects with the self-serve meat section of a grocery store.
I take a battery powered car toward LA. Give up 20 mph to LA. Hitchhike. Get lucky. This lady sees me meet someone randomly I know through Someone and this interaction proves that I’m not an axe murderer.
On the Bus, a hazard. Passengers all complain. One guy says he’s playing badminton with Reznor. I say are lots of bands doing this lately; I heard about another.
At an old black lady’s house, we are all black family except myself. I sit down on their living room couches, accidentally into their Christmas tree. I help pick up junk on their floor, and move their dead piano into their back room.
In the grocery store, on a mission for Karin: pick up the brand of bread with crunchy stuff on it, as well as all their clothes that fit her.