Azure Jane Lunatic (azurelunatic) wrote,
Azure Jane Lunatic
azurelunatic

Dreamed:

We had started out on a road trip for no apparent reason -- just us three girls -- someone my mind interpreted as my mother, me, and a third girl/woman in a seat further back in my father's old big blue Suburban. I didn't even have change in my pocket, my wallet/ID ... or a pen, which lack I found the most disturbing. "But I've got my sweater!" I said cheerfully -- a grey fleece jacket my mother had made for me.

I remember the road down which we were turning to drive out, driving wherever it was we were going. If we followed it to the end, it would reach Anchorage. We didn't have a clue; we didn't have a care; we were just driving there in the late fall snow. Powder on the ground. No cash. No flashlight. Not dressed for the weather. Three chicks, a Suburban, and a lot of potential trouble.

I was figuring out how I could get my hands on a pen -- should we turn back for my ID and a pen? -- or keep traveling? -- when I woke up.
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