08-20-2015, 11:20 AM
I'm standing at a car rental counter and my boss is with me. I get the feeling I'm home in the Tampa Bay area. The girl behind the counter is requesting identification from my boss. He wants to know why I don't have to provide any, and she tells him it's because she knows me and that I'm ok. (She's a stranger to me, but of course I go along with it).
Then I am in a terminal with a lot of windows. It's empty, however, except for me and a girl I used to work with. I have a pair of brown boots in my hand and she's admiring them. I pass them to her to look at, but tell her to be careful as they are filled to the brim with water.
Next thing I am driving in a car alone. It's a very hilly landscape (not like around the Tampa area at all).
Then I am in a terminal with a lot of windows. It's empty, however, except for me and a girl I used to work with. I have a pair of brown boots in my hand and she's admiring them. I pass them to her to look at, but tell her to be careful as they are filled to the brim with water.
Next thing I am driving in a car alone. It's a very hilly landscape (not like around the Tampa area at all).