The other night I dreamed I was driving a red Lamborghini somewhere in Gatineau. At night. In the rain. And it wasn’t my Lamborghini.
Oh no – of course not. It belonged to someone I worked with (whatevs…I don’t know anyone in real life who owns one of these dream machines.)
Oh but I handled it like butter. Shifting gears flawlessly and zooming away into the night. Hrmm…
I wonder what it all meant.
4 Responses to “Dream machine”
ayala
It meant that you will win the lotto 🙂
Mel Gallant
Oooh…that’d be great! I’m still mulling over that dream. Why a Lamborghini of all cars?
Amy @ Never-True Tales
I’m not a car person, but I’d love to drive one of those things on open highway. 🙂
melgallant
I’m more an Audi TT or a ’69 Mustang kind of gal. But ya, I’d love to drive one of these things too.