two nights ago, had a dream that i was driving a bus around town on a mission to try every cheese possible, making stops at cheese dealers every few hours.
but somehow (details hazy), the mob overtook my bus and started giving every day citizens and tourists rides around. I'm guessing they probably had their own agenda, but whatever it was, they wouldn't let on. I felt so distraught and powerless standing on the bus, as people kept coming on. I wanted my bus back, I wanted my cheese.
I woke up relieved, and thankful for real life.