Dream, October 23, 2018.
This dream started out with me being in a strange town where there were no new appliances, and no new automobiles. But there were ample supplies of material to keep everything up and running. For instance, if one of your bicycle pedals broke off from hitting a curb, you could go to a place that would make the pedal and install it on your bike. The only thing was, you could never buy a new bike because there weren't any. That applied to all televisions, computers, stereo systems, washers, and dryers, pretty much everything.
I was standing on a street corner when I noticed that automobiles were not being repaired enough to keep up with the demand and they were being abandoned along the sides of the streets. So I started a business where my workers would go out and gather up the abandoned vehicles and bring them into a central repair center where they would be repaired.
It took awhile to get my business off the ground. I remember gathering all of my workers around and telling them how hard it was going to be. "We've got our work cut out for us, lads." I remember telling them. (Dreaming or not, I have always wanted to call a group of younger men, lads.)
There was a nasty turf war between my company and a similar one a few blocks away. I vaguely recall Nazi uniforms and clubs but I can't recall if it was my boys that had them or my rival's. I do remember being in the thick of the fight, but there were no guns, just these big wooden clubs being used to batter your opponents into submission. The fighting wasn't really necessary though, because I have the thought that I managed to buy out the rival company.
There was also a problem in dealing with the "White Shirt Brothers." This was a family of five brothers who wore white shirts and they had almost complete control over the town. My only chance at success would be to get my company big enough and successful enough to be impervious to whatever the White Shirt brothers would try to do to in order to impede our growth.
Finally, the day came when our first automobile was successfully repaired and I put on a big party to celebrate the occasion. We were all gathered around the car, drinking toasts and congratulating each other. There were women there too, dressed just like the men, and it suddenly occurred to me that I might have addressed them as being 'lads' earlier in the dream.
With great fanfare, I drove the car out onto the street and headed for a big empty field where the repaired cars would be exhibited. As I drove along the street, I saw that there were lots of people walking on the sidewalks. I saw a man wearing a white shirt, but thankfully, he was busy looking up at a tall building that had a clock built on to the front of it. As he was checking the time, I was able to glide on by him, unnoticed.
The business was a success. I remember seeing people buying up the cars and driving them off the lot. But they looked more like ants because I was seeing them from high above. Looking down, I could see a mass of cars and people forming into a big spiral like design.
