I dream of an angry bus drivers

Last night I dreamed about an angry bus driver that ran over my luggage.

I had three bags of different sizes filled with important stuff. I don't know what exactly was in the bags but it was I guess just about everything of value to me that I own. There were other people with me, a couple of family members at least, and we were at a busy public transportation center like the Helsinki train station or the airport.

I was taking the bags across the street but there was so much going on around me that I couldn't carry all three bags at once. I kept setting them down in the middle of the street and running to do something else and then returning to try to collect the bags only to be once again interrupted.

Then this bus comes along and has to stop because two of the bags are in the street. One, the smallest is still on the sidewalk on the other side of the street from where I am. I can't remember if the bus driver honked his horn and told me to move the bags or not, but I knew he was really pissed off. Finally (it's unclear if he waited a long time or not) the bus, ever so slowly, drove over the two bulky bags.

Then the bus carefully backed up and the driver cranked the steering wheel to the left. Then he drove up onto the sidewalk just to get the third bag as well!

The dream left me strangely, almost hauntingly mournful.

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• December 15, 2001 at 23:55
  in Nearreality

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