Brad Pitt At A Gas Station

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I remember a few parts of my last dream even though I woke up a few times and went back to sleep and/or partly asleep a few times, but I am not sure how the dream began exactly.

My guess is that my family and I went to a fictional hotel in the beginning of the dream where we probably spent time there until it was time to sleep and then we probably woke up the next morning, and my mom & I probably left to take their automobile to the gas station to get gas while the rest of my family packed up their stuff so that they could leave when we got back from the gas station.

It was during the day probably during the morning when my mom and I drove to the gas station, which was not far away, and it seemed like we were in a fictional version of D.

The gas station was near where the Project Housing on N Street should be it seemed, and no one else was at the gas station at first except for the woman who worked at the gas station who was an attractive woman with light-medium brownish colored skin with shoulder length black colored hair, and she did not speak much English & I am guessing that she was probably from IndiaΒ (Indian) or PakistanΒ (Pakistani).

I remember looking around the gas station for something to buy, a man came in to pay for his gas & then he left, and then the actor Brad Pitt entered the gas station to my surprise; and at some point we somehow began a conversation.

I am not sure what topics we talked about but I do remember that they were more deep/intellectual type topics, and Mr. Pitt seemed more intellectual than I had expected.

I remember paying for my stuff and trying to communicate with/understand the woman who worked at the gas station, and I guess Mr. Pitt offered me a ride back to the hotel or something because I rode back with him; and my mom left to pick up the rest of my family so that they could go back home.

Mr. Pitt had a car and I remember that one of his daughters, I think, called him on his mobile phone; and so he had a brief conversation with her before we drove away from the gas station.

Then Mr. Pitt and I had a brief conversation as we drove back to the hotel, once we got to the hotel parking lot Mr. Pitt was supposed to go to the airport which was right behind the hotel to prepare to leave, but first he was to meet his agent or someone who worked with/for him.

I remember that we walked behind the hotel to a parking for the airport and we met his agent or whoever, and he was telling Mr. Pitt about where they would be going next/their schedule/various important details/et cetera.

I thanked Mr. Pitt for the ride and said goodbye as they were walking toward the airport, and on my way back to the hotel I saw my former coworker Mr. G and someone else; and so I stopped to greet them.

Mr. G said that they were at work and that they had a new work car that I think was an old police car that still had not been re-painted yet, so it looked like an official police car probably, and he said that I could ride with them & join them on the job; I was not doing anything else and so I said okay, and I got into their new work car and we drove off to go work.

Mr. G was driving too fast and wildly, probably because he thought that no one would stop them thinking that they were police πŸ˜€ , and we passed the police station where a police car was about to drive out of the parking lot; and Mr. G ran the stop sign and he was going too fast right in front of the police officer, but the police officer did not stop us. πŸ˜€

Mr. G then ran a few other stop signs, he ran a red light or two or three, he did a few rolling stops, and he was driving too fast; but he/we still did not get stopped by the police. πŸ˜€

I remember telling Mr. G several times to slow down and stop breaking the traffic laws/driving laws before he got us and/or someone hurt or killed and/or before the police stopped us; but Mr. G told me not to worry about it or something like that, and he continued to calmly drive too fast & wildly. πŸ˜€

I sat back hoping to not get killed or hurt and hoping that we would reach the job site soon, the situation was not as bad as it sounds but he was still driving improperly but he seemed to be skilled enough to handle it, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr πŸ™‚

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