I remember what my dream was from the other night!
I was driving a car through a tangle of bridges (must have been in California) at night and got stopped by a policeman (I don't know if I did something wrong or not...I may have gone past a stop sign or something). He asked me for my license.
My heart dropped into a deep pit of horror.
I don't have a license.
I don't even have a PERMIT.
I faked a smile and handed him my S.C. State ID and when he commented that it wasn't a license, I said, "Oh, my! I must have left it at home!"
At which point the dream starts to get fuzzy.
...but I think my sister pulled up beside me and I got in the car with her and we skedaddled before he could write me a ticket.
...Apparently I'm a bit of a liar in my subconscious.
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