Stolen car

I dreamt my car was stolen. Well, it was almost stolen at first, but I caught the person. He was sitting in the back with 2 other people. He was shy, passive, unthreatening. I took my car back. Then, I had a long day at work, It was a good day. Productive with meetings with Mike and the Ambassador. When I walked outside at night, the car was gone. I knew right away it was him. 



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