[iwonderaboutstuff]

Usually I'm pretty good with interpreting my dreams. This one is not particularly strange or twisted, and I felt like I got most of it right off, but for some reason it's sticking with me even though it was a couple weeks ago, so I'm curious how it strikes others.

It's night, moonlite, I'm driving, coming downhill into a sharp, left-sided bend in the road. Don't make the curve, shoot off into a field that's at the top of someone's property. A couple trees to the left, the owner's house further down the hill to the right. I get out of the car, a gray sedan, look over at the house, doesn't look like they noticed. I pick up my car in my right hand, it now looks cartoony, and try to haul it back up to the road. Hill's a bit steeper on the up, then it was on the down, so I'm using my left hand against the bank for balance as I drag the car in my right fist. Before I get back to the road...

I'm walking thru the kitchen of the owner's house, which I somehow know is in the middle of the house, and heading toward the front door. It's a small kitchen, with a tiny island in the middle. I walk thru on the right side of the island and the woman walks thru to the left of it. We're walking parallel to each other, right across from the island on my side is a nook and as I pass, I reach in and grab my purse. She states "I didn't even know that was there." Somehow I knew I had already grabbed 2 other items that were mine. Then before I get out of the kitchen...

I'm at the police station, daytime now and I'm told the old couple who helped me "They're house burned down, but they're ok."

[Thunder Bow]

The dream is probably a situation in real life that you recently left behind. The car transformed into some thing less real, after going of the "road". In the house, you took what was yours and the house burned down, once again another transformation. Some change in your life recently happened.