I've been plauged with anxiety dreams about my car. In the first dream I confronted a midget car theif, who once his plan was thwarted trying to steal my car, ran around the neighborhood like a tiny goblin setting off car alarms everywhere. In the second dream I sat posed on the balcony of my non-existent house with a rifle, trying to catch the vandals that kept breaking my windows.
Somehow I have some misplaced anxiety that makes me dream about this.
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