I just had one of those weird dreams that I can't figure out.
I was my dad (thinking like him too, not how I normally think)
I was about 20 and had been working at a new job on the outskirts of the cbd...on a horse farm (?).
There wasn't much greenery around so it was company practice to take the horses across the road (main road but not too busy) to a park/forrest like private paddock to show off the horses to respective customers.
It was my turn to do so and for some reason I knew the the customer I was attending wasn't interested in the horse, but rather looking for a good horse rider-trainer.
I was crossing the road on one horse, but also leading a younger one in a harness.
The customer was in front of me and had already reached the other side of the road.
Half way across the road, my back left bottom wisdom tooth crumbled and chipped on it's own, leaving my mouth with shards of tooth.
I told the younger horse to turn around and go back (the horse I was riding already knew what to do) But the younger horse didn't understand and stood startled as oncoming cars approached.
I then woke up.
I can't make head or tail out of it...
