The dream scene opens when I find myself in a shiny old antique   
   convertible guessing from the late 1920's or early 30's with an old lady   
   driving.  A car passes us going the opposite direction pulling 3 or 4 small   
   trailers of cut wood.  These cars    
   are only a little wider than the cut wood guessing 3 ft wide and wood 2 ft   
   wide.  The old lady says she needs to order wood for her fireplace, so I tell   
   her where the wood cutter lives and we drive there and she pulls up in his   
   driveway right beside his    
   car, leaving only 6 inches on my side.  She just sits there and I wonder if   
   she is waiting for the guy to come out of his house.  I know I can't get out   
   from my side.  While I wait for the old lady to get out I look at all the   
   cords of cut wood lined up    
   on both sides of the guys house and wake up just then.      
                                    Sandy$   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)