In this first dream, I saw four of my co-workers. To my farther left, Tuan was pissing off that something happened to his account and/or products. Perhaps, to my closer left also, there were JenJen and Hoan.
I saw both their names among the pages of historical data. These were printed on white printed out, which were in front of me. I pulled out and unrolled these pages of blue-colored data. It’s a good thing that my name wasn’t part of the Tuan’s mess.
Earlier JenJen and I came out from the restroom from my right field of vision. Then later I found myself in a second dream with Mike. His car was parked in our driveway.
I was in his car but left to get my car, which was parked on the driveway where the divorced nutter resides next door to us!
My car was light gray in color. But the shape was odd, almost flattened and most notably at the trunk area, which was slightly damage. The damaged parts were the four holes, which held the trunk closed.
The leftmost bolt was the only one securing the glass dome of my trunk. The other three in a row to the right were either missing or broken off.
I tried to fix the second and third from the left but the holes were too deep and worn out that I saw running water below. The bumper appeared to look like cement pieces drilled deep below the earth.
I gave up and held four metallic pieces — two bolts and one nut — which were meant to secure the glass trunk shut.
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