first and foremost, happy easter. i celebrated by
eating two packs of fundip when i woke up considering i gave up candy for lent.
okay, so on to more pressing matters.
it’s been a few days but i have to write about this dream i had a month ago. i was exiting the garage at work when i got into a fender bender with an older, white bmw. after resolving that situation, driving out the garage i notice a white truck idling. i don’t make anything of it. as i stop by walmart on the way home, i notice the same white truck idling. the radio says there’s a serial killer in the boston area driving a white truck. i thought it was coincidence, so i drove home. when i got home, i went inside to grab something (the details are getting fuzzy). what was strange is i went inside through the back door. i never do this in real life. by this time, the sun had set, and the evening had begun. as i come back out to the sequoia, there’s crying in my passenger seat. i ask what’s wrong, to which i’m told ‘he’s back.’ when i look up, the same white truck is idling in my driveway adjacent to us. that’s when i woke up.
a few days ago, i drove into work. i backed in my car like i always do. when i got out, i saw the exact bmw i had gotten into a fender bender with in my dream. it was a carbon copy. i was stunned. i had never seen this car in the past 2+ years i’ve worked in cambridge. it caught me so off-guard, i had full body chills. i’m the type to look for meaning or signs/messages in dreams. i don’t know what it means or what significance it posed to me in the moment, but seeing something in my dreams before seeing it in real-life was surreal. especially given the circumstances of the dream i had. i needed to write this to get this off my chest because it’s been lingering on my mind.
though i search for meaning through my dreams, i’m hoping this one means nothing.
-ratha, 11:51pm, 4.9.23