Bouncing Tires is Illegal!
Here I am, wide awake. Only a few short hours after going to sleep. I had a dream that seems increasingly bizarre the more I think about it. I apologize for this being so sketchy, but this is the way I remember it:
I was downtown with a group for high school, only I was still older, and I was with people that were younger. Something happened and we had to wait for buses (to come pick us up). They were really late or something. For some reason everyone had a ton of luggage. Suitcases, sleeping bags.. many many watches. Me and a few other people, and eventually just me by myself, were in charge of watching all of this luggage.
Things kept getting stolen without me noticing. Apparently some of the people I was with also had cars (4 to be exact). I remember one of them looked a lot like a Crown Victoria. These four cars were parked across the street from us, on the street. Only I couldn't keep my eye on them, because there were a bunch of BUSES parked on my side of the street, blocking the view. Then somehow the cars got their windows' smashed.
People would constantly be walking by, and I was always afraid they were going to steal the stuff. Many times someone did. MANY times, watches were stolen. But for some reason, there were a lot of watches to begin with.
One time, I put something in a tire, and then bounced the tire. A lady in a blazer/suit walked by and told me that was illegal. I didn't really believe her. Then Ralph Nader walked by and told me it was illegal to bounce tires. I was very excited to see him, and I talked to him crazily as he walked. He would continue walking, not slowing down or changing facial expressions at all. He didn't even look at me to tell me about the tires. I only following him across the street and then headed back to the stuff. You see, we were on a corner, and the street he had just crossed was not the same one that the cars and buses were sitting on. It was the intersecting street. It had crosswalk lines, but there were no lights (crosswalk lights) of any sort.
When I got back to the stuff (only a few feet away) I found that more had been stolen. Then some students came and were like "What happened to the stuff?!"
At one point someone mentioned that they hoped the buses would return or something so that they could leave. I said to them that I didn't have to wait for the buses since I didn't even go to high school anymore. Okay, I never actually said high school in the dream, but thats a pretty educated assumption. Then a blind guy walked by and I was trying to help him around all the stuff. He was a very well dressed man- he had a blues brothers type get up, and a beard. He was somewhere in his 30s, brown hair, none of it grey.
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