It was just a routine day with the exception that I took a day off from my duties as a Supervising government bureaucrat. Just relaxing for the day, the one dream experience that stood out started out when I saw images of the government building that was the location of my early years as a government bureaucrat.

I saw the building’s exterior foundation was intact, but the interior was undergoing construction. The construction was taking place because the government relocated the bureaucratic staff to a new state of the art modern government building. Since the old government building was obsolete, the government sold the building to private developers, who in turn started to renovate the building.

This mirrored events that took place in the real world. The dream events that took place occurred when some sort of a reunion between the government bureaucrat workers (current workers and retired workers) took place.

Some parts of the interior could not be accessed because it was not stable enough to be in that location due to the construction.  While the main floor where most of the bureaucrats and managing bureaucrats worked was stable enough for people to occupy that floor.

So the reunion was being held in this former government building in a state of undergoing renovation, the first floor was unsafe to be on, but the second floor was intact, and a full reunion party was being held on that floor.

I was driving my car, it looked like the Nissan Maxima that I owned during the early years of my government bureaucratic career. I was looking for parking. The area in this dream appeared like it did in the real world.  The area is notorious for not finding a good place to park, which was mirrored in this dream.

I eventually found a parking space where the street curved where a fire hydrant was located. There was enough space between my car and the fire hydrant for it to be a legal park.  

I went to the former government building, saw some familiar faces at the entrance door. I went in the building and decided to take the stairs rather then the elevator. As I remembered, the elevator didn’t work that well when the former government building was being used, so I didn’t trust that it would be working properly now that this former government building is in a state of being renovated.

On the second floor, I went to a back door that led to a parallel office space. In this parallel space, it was an old version of the active space that the government bureaucratic staff used. Except for it was an abandoned space.  I went to that parallel space to see if it was still intact.

That parallel space was indeed intact, no construction activity was taking place on that parallel office. I doubt if the developers knew it existed.

There were some boxes of belongings that was stored in that parallel space. One of my former government bureaucratic colleagues told me that the things that I left behind when I took military leave when my National Guard unit was called to active duty was placed inside that parallel office space.  

I found the box containing my belongings and decided to take the box home. I took the box and was carrying it to my car to put it in the trunk, then go back to the reunion.

I was walking, and when I went to the place where I parked my car, the car was not there. I walked further and still could not find my car. I saw some parking agents in the area, they said that there was no parking in the space where I parked my car, and pointed to a no standing sign that was not there when I parked my car. My thoughts were, maybe the motherfuckers had my car towed. 

I got on my phone to access the parking violations website to see if my car was towed. On the website, I was putting in my license plate. But as I attempted to type in the plate numbers I found that whatever I typed, something else was appearing in the browser other then what I attempted to type.

This is a common thing in my dreams, that words written are jumbled up, also, I could not select the correct alphabet letter to type in what I wanted. After numerous attempts, I decided to go to the Police precinct and asked them to check if my car was towed.

I got to the precinct and asked if my car was towed, the Cops said it was stolen and they know where it is.  I went with two officers to a garage. It seems that the officers were corrupted because the garage was giving them some money. 

Then I heard that my car was being recalled by the dealer because of some defect. I wanted to get a refund and needed to get my car back. So I sneaked back into the garage to retrieve the car. When I got into the garage, I saw that my car was chopped up and reassembled.

The car now looked like a cross between a Cadillac and a Nissan Maxima, it was a convertible like what you would see in a California street car show where you see a classic Cadillac convertible, but in this case like I mentioned my car now looked like a unique cross between a Cadillac and Nissan Maxima, with the features of a low rider.

Once, I jumped into the car, I could not recall the events what happened because I did not record this experience in a timely manner. The memory of the events faded out of my conscious recollection…

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