7/16/2005
Dream 1: I am outside of a gas station. I have to use the bathroom. If I don't want to soil myself, I have to do it quickly.
I rush into the restroom just as someone else is finishing up. I see him drying his hands and I head for the stall.
As I poke my head into the stall I realize that the front wall of the stall is leaning against the bowl and I am unsure of how to get myself in there to use it.
As I stand there pondering the situation, the other man comes over and picks up the front wall of the stall and moves it out of the way leaving the toilet totally exposed.
There is no way that I am going to use the toilet in full view of anyone who comes in. I wake up.
Dream 2: I am still at a gas station but this time I am in the convenience store portion up front. There are many people in the store and dozens of cars are parked out front and lined up to use the pumps.
A man standing beside me starts screaming and pointing. I look where he is pointing and see a truck speeding off of the highway into the gas station. The man beside me is telling the driver to turn but the truck keeps coming and crashes into the front wall of the gas station. People and merchandise go flying. I see the trucks grill burst through the wall.
The scene replays itself but this time the truck does turn and rides on two wheels for a distance before falling over onto its side in front of the pumps. This time it does not hit the building.
We watch as large cylinders start to roll off the back of the truck. These appear to be gas cylinders, like O2 or NO2, and are about five feet tall. They roll off the back of the truck into the ditch between the gas station and the highway.
The man beside me is screaming about the #2 cylinders. I understand that if one of the cylinders ruptures, he would prefer it to be a #2 cylinder.
The tanks continue to roll off the truck and a #1 cylinder ruptures. There is a loud explosion and a huge ball of fire.
The man next to me was wrong, we wanted the #2 cylinder to blow, not the #1.
Dream 3: My parent are relating the details of their vacation. Mom holds a list that should contain descriptions of the places they visited. When I look at the list I see that it is just a list of expenses.
Mom tells me that the first charge is $76 for gas.
This is odd because my parents spent their vacation at my house which is a converted gas station. The pumps out front still work. I am surprised that they didn't just fill up here.
Dad explains how it was Mom's fault that he didn't fill up before leaving home. He assures me that he won't make that mistake again.
Dream 4: I am outside of a run-down gas station looking for my realtor. I approach the woman standing next to the building and, shaking her hand, introduce myself.
She giggles and starts talking gibberish. Another woman comes over and introduces herself as my realtor and explains that the other woman is the owner.
We walk through the station and I start making decisions about how the rooms will be laid out.
I don't want the master bedroom over the place on the floor where there are large oil stains. My assumption is that I will have carpeting in the bedroom and the smell of oil will seep through the carpet. If I put the family room there, the tile floor will keep the oil smell out.
I want to keep the place looking like a gas station and plan to restore the signs and pumps. From the outside it will not look like a house. I realize that people may be confused and may try to stop in to fill up. I make plans to put up a chain link fence around the property so people can admire the work I have done but so they understand that it is a house not a gas station.
It would be nice to speak privately with the owner before I agree to buy the place but the realtor won't leave us alone and I am not sure that I would understand her anyway.
Dream 5: I am across the street from my house / gas station. There is a woman standing in the road and an 18-wheeler coming toward her.
I try to explain to her that she has to move.
She is the woman I bought the house/gas station from. She doesn't want to move out of the road.
The truck is getting closer. She is in danger but there is nothing I can do.
Dream 6: I am in the yard of my house/gas station. A truck pulls in towing an empty boat trailer. The driver has to get the trailer through a doorway. The truck fits but the trailer is wider and needs to be flipped on edge before it will fit through.
It is amazing to watch a true professional perform what seems like an impossible task. He makes it look so easy.
Words from the waking world: I don't know where this whole gas station thing came from or why it permeated all of my dreams last night.
I rush into the restroom just as someone else is finishing up. I see him drying his hands and I head for the stall.
As I poke my head into the stall I realize that the front wall of the stall is leaning against the bowl and I am unsure of how to get myself in there to use it.
As I stand there pondering the situation, the other man comes over and picks up the front wall of the stall and moves it out of the way leaving the toilet totally exposed.
There is no way that I am going to use the toilet in full view of anyone who comes in. I wake up.
Dream 2: I am still at a gas station but this time I am in the convenience store portion up front. There are many people in the store and dozens of cars are parked out front and lined up to use the pumps.
A man standing beside me starts screaming and pointing. I look where he is pointing and see a truck speeding off of the highway into the gas station. The man beside me is telling the driver to turn but the truck keeps coming and crashes into the front wall of the gas station. People and merchandise go flying. I see the trucks grill burst through the wall.
The scene replays itself but this time the truck does turn and rides on two wheels for a distance before falling over onto its side in front of the pumps. This time it does not hit the building.
We watch as large cylinders start to roll off the back of the truck. These appear to be gas cylinders, like O2 or NO2, and are about five feet tall. They roll off the back of the truck into the ditch between the gas station and the highway.
The man beside me is screaming about the #2 cylinders. I understand that if one of the cylinders ruptures, he would prefer it to be a #2 cylinder.
The tanks continue to roll off the truck and a #1 cylinder ruptures. There is a loud explosion and a huge ball of fire.
The man next to me was wrong, we wanted the #2 cylinder to blow, not the #1.
Dream 3: My parent are relating the details of their vacation. Mom holds a list that should contain descriptions of the places they visited. When I look at the list I see that it is just a list of expenses.
Mom tells me that the first charge is $76 for gas.
This is odd because my parents spent their vacation at my house which is a converted gas station. The pumps out front still work. I am surprised that they didn't just fill up here.
Dad explains how it was Mom's fault that he didn't fill up before leaving home. He assures me that he won't make that mistake again.
Dream 4: I am outside of a run-down gas station looking for my realtor. I approach the woman standing next to the building and, shaking her hand, introduce myself.
She giggles and starts talking gibberish. Another woman comes over and introduces herself as my realtor and explains that the other woman is the owner.
We walk through the station and I start making decisions about how the rooms will be laid out.
I don't want the master bedroom over the place on the floor where there are large oil stains. My assumption is that I will have carpeting in the bedroom and the smell of oil will seep through the carpet. If I put the family room there, the tile floor will keep the oil smell out.
I want to keep the place looking like a gas station and plan to restore the signs and pumps. From the outside it will not look like a house. I realize that people may be confused and may try to stop in to fill up. I make plans to put up a chain link fence around the property so people can admire the work I have done but so they understand that it is a house not a gas station.
It would be nice to speak privately with the owner before I agree to buy the place but the realtor won't leave us alone and I am not sure that I would understand her anyway.
Dream 5: I am across the street from my house / gas station. There is a woman standing in the road and an 18-wheeler coming toward her.
I try to explain to her that she has to move.
She is the woman I bought the house/gas station from. She doesn't want to move out of the road.
The truck is getting closer. She is in danger but there is nothing I can do.
Dream 6: I am in the yard of my house/gas station. A truck pulls in towing an empty boat trailer. The driver has to get the trailer through a doorway. The truck fits but the trailer is wider and needs to be flipped on edge before it will fit through.
It is amazing to watch a true professional perform what seems like an impossible task. He makes it look so easy.
Words from the waking world: I don't know where this whole gas station thing came from or why it permeated all of my dreams last night.
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