I had a dream about Vanessa last night. I forget exactly how it started, but she was at like a school or something (she may have been talking to a music class, but I'm not sure). I went over to her afterward and talked with her for a moment.
Apparently, before this dream took place I had borrowed some stuff from her and I told her it was still at home and I would send it to her and she told me to send it to New York because that's where she was gonna be by the time it got to her. I said that was fine and I walked with her outside and I don't remember exactly what we talked about, but I made reference to the fact that I was in the audience at Nashville and that she had called us "obedient" and could ask us "to do other things, too" and there were no children here. She laughed and poked me in the side.
Somehow, she explained to me that she was about to leave for Pennsylvania to see her family for a few days before she went on to New York. I don't think she was sure how she was getting there yet because the arrangements hadn't been made, so I instantly offered myself to her.
Now in this dream, I had a new Mustang (though I've never had a Ford in my life!) and it was silver. She accepted my offer to take her myself, but was a little surprised that I would do that for her because even though she considered me more than just a fan (obviously, since she let me borrow something of hers a week or two earlier), driving somebody that far (the distance is 1033 miles in real life) just on impulse is a stretch for even the closest of friends!
I told her if we could run by my house (which, in the dream was a very beautiful place in town with oak trees in the yard, a split-level house with bare wood exterior) (by the way, this dream took place in autumn because the leaves were falling) I'd grab her stuff that I had borrowed (I don't remember what it was, but it was music-related) and we could head out.
The details of the dream really break up after that, except that I had black leather seats in my silver Mustang (it had a 5-speed, by the way), and Vanessa Freakin' Carlton was in my front seat! I would imagine the trip was long (my Street Atlas USA says it should take about 15ΒΌ hours) and driving through the Appalacians in autumn must have exceptionally beautiful (assuming we drove in the daytime). I've been very good at driving long distances almost non-stop provided I have enuff sleep, and I just hope my seat was comfortable for her because I know how bad seats can feel after six hours, let alone 15!
