Dreams ride

Dream Christmas Eve 2019: Background: I plan on buying a particular used model of a BMW next year. I have a friend named Todd who works on the ocean and visits once or twice a year, he is not here at this time. The Dream: I saw the model car that I want to buy, it was white and I do not want a white car but this had everything else I wanted. The owner let me take it for a ride by myself. Prior to giving me the keys he said “The salesman told me, 'Whatever you do, don't push the static electricity button.” I drove off and really enjoyed the ride. Apparently I did push the static electricity button (as I found out later in the dream). The car ran fine for me and I returned it to the owner and also, apparently, we swapped our shoes with each other for awhile. The next scene I was in a place I would describe as an auditorium. The owner of the car came up to me and we started to swap shoes (I remember that I found that disgusting as I would not want to actually wear someone elses shoes). As we were exchanging shoes he said, “Why did you do it?” I said, “Do what.” He replied, “Push the static electricity button.” I had no answer but told him I would pay to fix it. He said that he had already done that and it was still running poorly and that the car was talking to him. In this scene the previously faceless owner was now my friend Todd. I woke up.

I awake in a different country. Dazed and lost. No one speaks english. I think its South America. When I awoke I was under a boat. A wooden canoe type boat. I made my way to town with some folks that offered a ride. I was then in an apartment building. I didnt know anyone. People were bad and scary. Lots of kids. Building looked like it had been through a storm a bad storm and was torn apart. I was trying to find my family.

I was about to ride my bicycle down a hill with my siblings, when some random mexican kid pushed my bike down the hill with my cat on it. It caused a crash, which ended up hurting my cat and making it run away. I got pissed at the kid and wanted to fight him. I had my brother who helped me fight the kid. my mother was telling me to calm down. I attacked the mexican kid. threw his clothes in the river.

Tomes 3 doorways and one walks thru one thresh upon the other i learn that im in a dream state boastfully filled with pride i walk though my door way beast with large ox or mammoth sized horns. A very acient keeper or a emblazed guide of sorts. 14 to 18 feet high. Charges the one whom does not know where they walk

A small frightened boy running to me for help. He could not get a ride, the car was stolen or broken. I took him back inside the building ,where I used to live in 2002, too see if his parents or an adult could help. The security in the lobby tried to run over me with the floor clearer, he was Hispanic or Latino. The little boy that I was holding turned in to a mans' head which looked like a former friend whom I dated and worked with.