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With the recent tire slashing's my mind has been thinking of who the culprit could be for awhile now. It is weird how these thoughts and feelings somehow end up in my dreams, but become twisted and totally misconstrued.

A couple of nights ago, the second dream occurred.... I remember living near a forest somewhere far from where I live now. As it happened in real life, my boyfriends tires had been slashed two nights in a row. Of course him and I were stopping at nothing to find who was responsible. A few vehicles were caught on tape, one was a dark blue Ford pickup with a tool box in the bed and step ups on the side, the other a dark colored bronco. My friend Ani joined in the search and as wild and crazy she was in the dream, it helped to bring in guilty souls to confess.

There was a large gathering outside my apartment complex during dusk... In the middle there was a large stand with table surrounding it that was occupied by a judge and several lawyers and police. Apparently Ani had figured out one of the culprits and threatened him, if he didn't confess there would be hell. I walked up to the blue truck and found and old friend of one of my old neighbors sitting in the front seat. I asked him if he was the one who slashed the tires and he said yes... We then walked to the crowd of people and stood before the judge who later sent him to jail with a $2500 fine along with the cost of tires.

All I can remember from the end was Ani dancing around the guy laughing hysterically at him... which made me laugh in return.

She cracks me up.

Then I woke up... and was upset it was time to go to work.