I went to San Clemente to visit my grandparents. They have been dead for 15 years. But they were alive and well in this dream, and I spent some time with them. I really don’t recall what we did or anything, but I saw them. And it wasn’t like a heartwarming dream where I was happy to see my grandma again, it was just like, “oh, there you are.”
Then I realized it was getting late and I needed to get home. They were upset I wasn’t spending the night, but I told them I didn’t want to. So, I left. I wasn’t far from their house (not even to the freeway) and my car broke down. It was dark and late and I knew I needed to get home, so I decided to walk. FYI San Clemente is about 45 miles from my house. So, I started walking, but I was getting confused, cause I know how to drive home on the freeway, but I didn’t know how to walk home on side streets.
I walked for HOURS. I am not sure how far I got, but I eventually talked to somebody on the street and told them what I was doing. I asked how to get to Anaheim from where I was. They asked why I didn’t call a Lyft?
I was like, “great idea!” For some reason it never crossed my mind to call for a Lyft, or call a friend, I was just determined to walk home in the dark in the middle of the night.
Dream ended, I don’t know if I ever got home.