I partied at my friend’s place, clearly in Pittsburgh, got too drunk to go home, so decided to sleep there. I parked my motorbike right outside. In the morning when I woke up, it disappeared. I freaked out, trying to walk around to find it. For some reasons my aunt’s family home was nearby, although in reality it was half way around the world. I talked to my cousin and aunt and uncle about it. My cousin promised to help me, but then he ran away playing with his friends. I finally found the bike at the Vietnamese police station (again, in reality it is halfway around the world), whose policeman seemed to know my name somehow. He took the bike to the station because it was just parked outside unlocked. I gave him 500k vnd for the help, actually attempted to use a credit card, and took the bike home… Then I had to get up for work.
The weird thing is, it is not too random. In fact, I can see a few details in here that were sort of real, but weaved together to make a hybrid twilight zone. What’s even weirder, I actually got up multiple times during the dream for different reasons (alarm, water, etc.), and it still continued when I went back to sleep. And I can still remember all the details vividly in the morning…
Chờ lúc nào rảnh sẽ dịch sang tiếng Việt.
