Talk about not driving my own bus! I dreamed I was in a small car with a friend who doesn’t really drive anymore — her sister tells me she’s actually nearly blind and shouldn’t drive … and here she was driving me around in my own dream! There was also the usual kind of dream confusion, things like having trouble getting to my destination and finding my way around when I did get there — mazes and things like that. My husband was there, but he kept disappearing (he does that in waking life too) and then he’d pop up somewhere unexpectedly.
The interesting and cool thing is that the dream landscape was a new one for me. A metaphor for the new path I’m going down?
Driving my own bus 