Lame title, I know, but I couldn't think of anything else. I had a dream yesterday morning that really disoriented me for a good part of the morning.
I had hit the snooze button several times, and dozed off again right before that last-chance-to-get-up alarm went off. And the BFG must've been strolling by at that time and blew in a dream for what he must've considered a bad grown-up. Because I dreamed about gas.
Not the funny kind, with its myriad of goofy noises, noxious smells, and source of endless juvenile jokes... No, I mean gas. Fuel for your car.
This is not a typical dream subject for me. While I do often have vivid dreams about mundane things in bizaare situations, this seemed a little more than just a weird dream. So much so I had to blog it.
In my dream, I'm hanging out with three of my girlfriends from bible study, and at some point we end up at a gas station that is packed with cars. This is a station with several pumps and a large canopy over them all. As in a bar, there are large flat-screen TV's mounted to the tops of the pillars where they meet the canopy. The station is packed because gas prices are over $5.00 a gallon, and rapidly rising. There is a sense of panic and frustration in the air.
What is most disturbing about this dream is that on every TV is the same broadcast: a heavy-joweled middle-eastern man is announcing his intentions to raise barrel prices so high he "breaks America." He is basically declaring war on America by putting so much pressure on our economy through astronomical fuel prices.
The second-most disturbing part of this dream is the attitude at the pumps. I am trying to tell my friends and anyone else around me that now is the time we start changing our lifestyles - carpooling, etc. - but no one is listening. Instead, they are complaining and wondering what the government is going to do to fix this for them. They are frustrated and angry, but I feel alone, suddenly cold and surrounded by dark. By the time we leave the station, gas prices are over $7.00 a gallon.
Now, I know this is probably not feasible. I'm sure there are checks and balances to ensure that one or two individuals cannot effect such drastic changes so immediately. However, though I don't know how the oil industry works, the dream was still very real and very horrifying in its way. I'd rather not repeat it again.
1 comment:
That's a freaky dream for real. Last night I was really hanging out with my girlfriends, and one of them told me that a certain gas station down the street from us DILUTES their gas so you don't as much out of it for the price. She knows this because her sister used to work there.
Crazy huh? They just lost my business for sure.
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