Dream Journal
I was at my coworker Jeff’s house. He told me about the new babysitter he and his wife had gotten, they had to let her go because she wasn’t working out for the both of them. He asked if I might help out for a little bit while they found someone else and I told him that of course I would help out, even though I had no idea what it all entailed.
Then it was morning before work, and he had me help get his kids into the car. On the way to the car there was a large sign on their other car from his wife. It said that she had forgotten a book when she left. He asked me if I recognized the title, and I told him I did.
The two boys got themselves into the car just fine, but I had to remind them to buckle up. I got behind the wheel of Jeff’s large minivan, he got into the passenger’s seat, and took off toward town down a windy forested hill.
The van was an automatic, and I was using my left foot on the gas and my right foot on the brake though my feet weren’t crossed. I quickly realized what I was doing and that I needed to leave my right foot, my clutch foot, to do nothing. I put it to the side and as I went to move my left foot from the gas to the brake we hit a large bump. I asked the boys if their heads had hit the roof, but they were silent.