Dreamt going to another Cavs game w dad and Matt and mom. Left my Cavs hat at home. Alena mentioned via teams I could find another hat downtown but that’s too expensive and wasteful.

We park in a nice area. Looks like Willoughby. Andrew’s in town too. We’re moving some stuff from a store or something I use his car. It’s an old 90s manual, and reverse gear needs to be floored to go. I drive his car out but forgot how to use reverse gear and it rolled off of an elevated parking platform. No damage to the car though. We move on.

Silky nutmeg ganache was a libertarian and wanted to do away with orphanages. We were in CA because I remember Lisa and her family were in the area. But then again I think we were in a mix of CA, Nebraska, and Cleveland, because someone else needed to get to campus 2, and I remarked I’d forgotten how close it was (as in how close Lincoln is to Omaha, as if campus 2 was in one of those cities)

Driving along a wide road, like Mayfield.

I was fiddling with the console, like editing code or something. It was raining.

Lane departure assist took control and jerked me into oncoming traffic. It had full control of the steering wheel, I could not wrest it back in time. I remember getting hit on my right side. Three other cars involved. The crash was surprisingly tame, everyone gets out and asks if they’re okay.

Dreamt I was leaving adk for good again, but it was also Cleveland. Wanted to eat best food before leaving. Tried to go to best gyros but closed. Tried to get some naan meal somewhere else, but the baker would not sell me any of the six naan or so left on the counter.

I asked why he wouldn’t sell it, he gave some odd noncommittal answer. Another customer came up to him and asked what the price would be to sell all six or eight naan, he said $80. I asked if the stranger wanted to split it and he said yeah.