paper tires

Date: 5/21/2016

I dreamed my dad was alive again (mistakenly dead-somehow) and he gave me an old ford model T car with paper tires that kept going flat so I'd have to gently inflate them so the tissue paper didn't tear. It was so great seeing my dad though-I've only dreamed about him recently since he passed three years before. (And I had a dream about him getting sick a few months before he passed, so I'm glad to be dreaming about him again in a more pleasant light). In this dream, I was also working an event doing trapeze and all the beautiful people were singing along to a pop song like a-ha's "take on me" but it wasn't that song. I had a crush on someone and was dismayed at my weak upper body strength on the swinging trapeze. We were all wearing beige, but I felt beautiful. I wanted to get real tires on the model T, though, but dad was dubious (no authenticity, I guess).