Ferrari Dreams

The dream this morning has a red Ferrari, The car is an older model and is showing some signs of  wear. I am driving it down some back country dirt roads, I pull up to an intersection, to a paved road. A dairy farm is nearby. When the car comes to a stop the lens cover to the right headlight shakes loose and falls off. I get out, squat down to pick it up, and try to snap it back into place, it hangs in place loosely. It seems too small a cover for the light.

I get back in the car and head down the highway. I come to a roadside restaurant. I have been to this restaurant many years before when I was kid with my family. The man who owns the restaurant is a great uncle. I barely know him. He welcomes me with a smile.

The restaurant has a hotel and gift shop. I glimpse a man I once worked for name, Steve, cooking in the kitchen. He is embarrassed to be seen at his new position. A cook's job is less prestigious in his eyes. A waitress comes out to show me to my table and take my food order. She has seen the Ferrari and thinks I am a rich dude. She tries to get very close and seductive with me. I am not having any of it because my wife has arrived to dine with me.

The wife and I have dinner and head out to the car to take an afternoon cruise. I see the corner of the right front bumper has broken off and is lying on the ground. A secret compartment is revealed where the bumper was once attached. I look into this secret compartment and see three bottles of merlot tuck in the back. The wife gets impatient and wants to go for a ride. I fumble to close the compartment and snap the bumper back into place and that is how the dream ends.

The Ferrari represents wealth and power. The Ferrari of this dream is an old one. It represents old wealth or inherited wealth. This Ferrari was originally built and paid for during an age when money was worth more and people worked honestly and hard to get it.

It seems the old car was not well maintained or I could not afford to keep it so since I got ownership of it in the dream. How I got it is not quite clear to me. The condition of the car makes me feel rather sad.  I want the car to look good and be well maintained.

The seductive waitress was an annoyance. I love my wife and want to be with her, and enjoy her company. The wealth I am experiencing in this dream I want to share with her.

What about that secret compartment? The secret compartment suggests to me the previous owner of the Ferrari had it installed to hide something of value. It was not simply there to store wine. Something else was in there and an interested party knew about it, and succeeded at getting their hands on whatever the object was, that was inside. What that object might have been is a mystery.

I feel like I had a bit of undeserved luck getting this car. I enjoy it, but realize it is just an ephemeral bit of material wealth that is eventually going to fall apart. The thing is to enjoy it in the moment. Something or someone could easily steal it, break it or destroy it. That's Murphy's law.

There was a lottery winner, here in Michigan, who was on public assistance. The woman was seen driving a Ferrari and using food stamps. It caused such an uproar that the laws were changed to prevent such a thing from happening ever again.

What more can I comment on about this dream? Overall, I think it says volumes about me and my relationship to wealth and power. The only way I will ever be rich is if I work like a dog. If it ever is just given to me it will slip through my fingers. Someone will scheme to take it all away from me. Living from pay check to pay check is all I have ever known.

Maybe someday this dog will have his debt free day of unimaginable wealth. I dream to experience it once before I kick the bucket. Someday I might get lucky and be a winner like the immortal legend, John Henry, beat the infernal machine, and die with a hammer in my hand, or maybe a Ferrari in the garage.

You just never know what fate has in store for us. I got to believe the planets will line up favourably someday. A man needs to have hope to make life worthwhile.

How about it universe? I know the morning after I lose it all it will not be a pleasant one, but damn, it sure would be nice to smile once with one overly abundant day of undeserved luck. I promise to revel in it and be grateful before you take all away from me. No, really. Honest.