After two cups of extra strong coffee (my hands were buzzing like my phone on vibrate), I decided to get methodical. Made a chart in my notebook: Feeling in Dream: Panic. Pure “Oh crap, we’re stranded!” dread. What Happened: Passenger front tire just… POOF. No pothole, no blowout, it just sagged. Real-Life Stuff: Big work deadline next week. Garage piled high with boxes I STILL h... https://interpreteddreams.com