I Had a Dream I Was Car Jacked - NakedWithSocksOn_Com's Blog

I couple weeks I posted about a bad dream I had. I don’t often remember my nocturnal thoughts so the fact I remembered it vividly meant something to me so I reached out to you guys to get some help on analyzing it. Well, I had another crazy dream and figured since you guys did such a good job breaking it down that I’d seek your counsel once more. So here goes: It all started with me borrowing my homegirl Amanda’s car. Living in New York I don’t really drive that much. In fact, when my best friend had me watch her truck while she went away for the holidays, I realized that I hadn’t been behind the wheel of a car in about four years when I had to pick my boy up from the hospital. Anyway, Amanda’s car is a little hooptie that gets her from point A to B with no problem. The reason I had the car was to attend some birthday dinner in the Meat Packing District (downtown Manhattan where the meat/poultry deliveries come in for the non-New Yorkers. I’m not sure why Amanda wasn’t going and why I didn’t just take the train, but for whatever the reason I was driving. We’ve already established that I don’t drive regularly; it’s not that I can’t drive it’s just that I haven’t done it consistently enough to feel confident, especially when it comes to...CLICK HERE FOR FULL POST ON WWW.NAKEDWITHSOCKSON.COM