I Had a Dream
It was mundane.
I owned two cars but of course could only drive one. The quotidian car, my transportation, was so basic that upon waking I can remember no details about it, except that it goty me around. The more interesting car was a “classic” and I kept it in the street. The extra car required a lot of attention and concern. I fed parking meters. From time to time I moved it. I often walked by to be sure it was still there. I really admired it! It had great style, unique features. I worried about it… would someone steel the gas cap? Would it be damaged by passing motorists? I had some vague plans to travel in the car, but I didn’t follow through on them, perhaps because I would have had to leave the other car behind.