I had a dream last night: I was on a street that was closed on one end by a bunch of classrooms, there was a guy in one of them seated at a desk trying to get me to stay, or come back, but I told him "No, I'm way too smart for that" . He smiled and I went the other way....then I was in a room where a play was going on, or a skit, I think I was in some kind of commercial, it was pretty funny, I remember laughing in it but I don't remember too much about it....I went outside again and continued going down the street....it was full of snow...cars we're stuck....I remember sort of driving down the street and seeing where my car should have been parked and realized that it had gotten stolen or towed, it was cold and wet outside....I was in my car driving and at the same time looking at an empty spot by the curb, in this snowy blizzard, and thinking 'where did my car go?' ' How am I going to get it back??'.....the street ended....there was no where to go.....I turned back around in my car, or whatever it was that I was driving (or was driving me), and headed back to the other dead-end where the classrooms were... I then woke up with this thought: That street was my whole life, capped on both ends with no where to go....and then I thought about the paradox of being in a car and looking for it at the same time...somehow I think that meant that the car (the answer) is still within me, even tho I'm looking for it outside somewhere on a snowy dead-end street.....the answer lies within me...and it has been with me the whole time....but how do I find it?
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