I can't remember too much of this dream, but me and Conor were at some gas station I think, and I distinctly remember I had a gold Toyota Corolla. What is funny is that I know absolutely nothing about cars, but when I googled the Corolla today, I found out that the car looked just like that! I don't know if someone once told me what a Corolla looked like and my brain unknowingly cataloged it or if it was just a coincidence, but I found that a bit weird. Anyway I left the car for like 1o minutes to go do something and someone stole it! I was quite upset.
Ironically, there was a cop driving by at just that moment so I flagged him down and told him what had happened. He immediately went in search of it. Some time lapsed and he actually found it and returned it to me, which was awesome. Also for some reason my little cousin Hunter was a dirt bike trick specialist or something and he was on TV. I'm pretty sure my great grandmother (dead) was in this dream too but I can't remember why.
P.S. I'm thinking maybe I'll put in a special edition entry of some of my past memorable dreams soon.
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