Bus stop rowdiness

Date: 1/4/2021

In my dream I was carrying the plastic roll I had purchased from Home Depot, but I was back in my hometown, the Bronx. The plastic roll is a runner people put on their floors to protect the floor or carpet beneath. The plastic roll is about 2 1/2 feet wide. I was on my way to the bus stop and I was literally across the street when I heard a lot of noise. There were about 15 kids ranging in ages from maybe 9-15. I was going to cross in the middle of the street to catch the bus. Those kids were all at the bus stop I was heading toward. I was hesitant because they seemed rambunctious. The bus was coming. It didn’t stop because it was full. The kids started chasing the bus and throwing things at the bus. The bus stopped at the corner down the block past the bus stop. The bus driver came out to see what was going on. He had a Superman pose with a confident posture and his fists on his waist. In real life that would NEVER happen. Nowadays NYC bus drivers are behind a shield, sometimes bulletproof. I don’t know what happened to the kids, whether or not they boarded the bus when it stopped. In the meantime, the plastic roll in my hand was unraveling. While one end was unrolling, I responded by rolling it back up on the other end. Dream ends. Waking notes: perhaps the plastic roll in my hand resembles a Torah scroll 📜. Maybe God is telling me that I can study regardless of where I am or what I’m doing. Or maybe it’s a sign to pray where and when I want to.