This is a brief synopsis of last night’s dream, or at least one of several dreams I had last night.
Last night I dreamed that I lived in a converted old bus. I tore out all the seats except for the first couple rows. The rest of the bus was converted into a living space. It even had a wood burning stove inside of it. The back of the bus had an extension that stuck out off the side, which would have made the bus an L-shape and therefore impossible to drive (in one lane of traffic) in the real world. Yet the bus was mobile in the dream.
At one point in the dream, I was talking on a CB radio that was near the front of the bus. The other people talking on that CB channel either didn’t hear my transmission or couldn’t understand what I was saying.
The interior reminded me of an Airstream trailer where I have spent a good deal of time in real life (i.e. not the dream world). I felt a really good sense of contentment and happiness throughout the entire dream.