First... I woke up saying... "thanks new skin stuff"... hmm
My last dream, I about to drive a small truck home in the snow. It was evening and I was near the outskirts of a town. A place maybe where they had started building homes in the 80s for a new suburb that didn't quite take off and they were now just starting to prep for building again. I was driving down where they had new streets, curbs and street lamps, but the rest of it was yellow grass and frozen dirt. I tried the truck... it started and then sputtered and died. I thought maybe I just didn't do it right, tried again, this time it didn't even turn over... tried again while it was rolling and it started (thank god... nothing like being stuck in the middle of the road at night in an empty neighborhood). I was driving along and now I might be getting sections mixed. I stopped at this ?? outdoor/indoor cement warehouse thing. There were two women there and I guess I had come to volunteer. They were moving precious rocks. Either someone died or they found them?? and they were going to sell them to raise money for their nonprofit. Some of the rocks/stones where a deep emerald green, another looked like lemon meringue pie... (then it ended up being lemon meringue pie)...
Then at some point I was in the truck again, I was driving around the empty neighborhood and then up a hill and then... aaaaah.. it was really pretty... all of these pretty homes with pretty lights. At first there were some trailers, an empty lot, a poorly built home... couple more empty lots but then as you went up the hill you saw the neighborhood that was initially intended. In my dream some guy that owned most of the property liked me and wanted me to buy there. I thought it was funny that I would be buying a home here... my friend Matt "loved" it and I had wanted to live where he bought.. but you just never know...
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