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The other night I dreamt I hijacked a tram.
Yes a tram.
It was at a terminus, and I decided 'well bugger this, it was supposed to leave 20 minutes ago, I'm driving'. Perfect dream logic.
So I drove it. And people kept on treating me like the driver.... But I had no idea what I was doing. I even managed to pull up at a stop and open the doors and everything. Only once though...
I took control of the tram in Docklands, and drove to Brunswick - which isn't possible. But anyway, I managed derail the tram while taking a corner (the corner of Grantham and Dawson streets Brunswick to be precise), and rolled into an underground carpark under some office building (the building doesn't exist by the way).
A lady who worked in the building came down and was not impressed with the large groves that had been cut in the floor of the carpark. Nor the tram suddenly sitting in the way of the entrance. I got the door open (the tram obviously had no power, so I had to do it manually).
It was all okay though, because I could pretend I was just one of the passengers because i was just in my normal clothes.... I woke up before that happened - and spent about a minute wondering how I was going to get out of the legal mess....
Then I realised I was in bed.
Yes a tram.
It was at a terminus, and I decided 'well bugger this, it was supposed to leave 20 minutes ago, I'm driving'. Perfect dream logic.
So I drove it. And people kept on treating me like the driver.... But I had no idea what I was doing. I even managed to pull up at a stop and open the doors and everything. Only once though...
I took control of the tram in Docklands, and drove to Brunswick - which isn't possible. But anyway, I managed derail the tram while taking a corner (the corner of Grantham and Dawson streets Brunswick to be precise), and rolled into an underground carpark under some office building (the building doesn't exist by the way).
A lady who worked in the building came down and was not impressed with the large groves that had been cut in the floor of the carpark. Nor the tram suddenly sitting in the way of the entrance. I got the door open (the tram obviously had no power, so I had to do it manually).
It was all okay though, because I could pretend I was just one of the passengers because i was just in my normal clothes.... I woke up before that happened - and spent about a minute wondering how I was going to get out of the legal mess....
Then I realised I was in bed.
