The dream started, for some reason, at the home of Jonathan Paula. That's not really an important part of the story, but I felt it was worth noting since it was so... Random. I can't remember if he was present, if I was visiting him or if I had just happened upon his home and was looking around in the garage. (I really hope it wasn't that last one because that's a weeeee bit creepy)
At one point a woman showed up and I had to hide so she wouldn't see me. Every fiber of my being says I knew or recognized this girl from somewhere, but I can't recall who she was. One thing I do remember, quite clearly, was that she had just gotten a new Jeep. A very nice looking "new" Jeep. A Jeep that I... stole. For some reason. Flat out snuck in the vehicle and took it without any reason.
Before I continue, let's think about this for a second... Dream me is 1) Snooping around the garage of someone he doesn't know, but has seen on the internet a few times. 2) Stealing cars of other people while hiding from them in said garage.
This makes no sense to me since I don't have much interest in driving. Hell, I don't even have my license yet... Dream me didn't. To make matters worse I didn't want to be seen "stealing" the car so I was crouched down pressing the accelerator/brakes with my hands. What?
What followed was a long drive, trying to keep the car straight, avoiding other cars, maintaining the speed limit and of course.... dodging any police cars I happened to see. Just as I thought I was out of harm's way what happens? I hit a car... I don't even stop in the dream but instead go faster to get as far away as I can. I remember scaling this semi-steep hill in an attempt to do just that. I don't know what I was planning to do with this Jeep... I surely couldn't keep it and I must have left plenty of evidence all over it to prove I was the one driving. In the end I pulled into a parking lot, parked it behind some dollar store and ran.
Then I woke up.
- Alonso
