I dreamt I was driving to work, but I worked in a different city and at a different job. I tidn't even feel like me. It was like I was in a life that would have happened to me if I stayed with a company I worked for years ago. Everything was secure and fine and nice enough. I had good health, decent income, decent transportation, decent relationships with my coworkers, but it was almost as if I was not there... like half of my body's switches were turned off. I was driving to work with someone. I think we were to go to an event of sorts as well. A friend of mine (PC) was in the car with me, but this time she was driving. One of her necklaces fell off, I was trying to save it for her as the beads were made of glass and knew she really liked this necklace. I grabbed what I could, but she backed up over the necklace and broke many of the beads. I let her know what happened, but she didn't seem to care. Then I met someone... a fella. It felt like we worked together, or were supposed to soon. That part was a nice feeling.
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