Had a night of disturbing dreams - all of them featuring my car.
The first dream was that I found an old homeless man making himself at home in my car and while I needed him out of my car, I didn't want to deprive him of his only shelter. I told him he was welcome to use it at night if he didn't run the battery down.
The next dream was that I'd left my car in another lot over night and when I came back to get it the next morning, someone had stolen my drivers-side front door. The door had been taken cleanly and completely off the car. My thought was "How am I going to fix this?"
Purple Punk Rocker from Atlanta, Georgia. Now just a faded Goth Ghost in High Point, North Carolina. Missing my old haunts while looking for a new one.
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