I had a dream that I was in a city, trying to figure out a place to park my wife’s car.
Eventually, I figured out I didn’t have to park the car, as long as I had my rusty chair with me.
This was the smoothest side fade I ever experienced. I was in a car, driving around and then I was walking with a rusty folding chair, and there was no break in continuity or confusion.
I ended up following a bunch of middle-aged sports fans, who were going to go into a stadium housed in an old brick building. I walked up an inclined metal ladder to the roof, and then parked the car up there.
Again, smooth side fade. It was as though “walking with a metal chair” was the equivalent of driving a car. It all made perfect sense at the time.