All I remember is that my parents were pushing my buttons.
I was buying a bicycle and that my dad was with me and the seller was a man, he wanted me to try it a little bit in the store but I was scared because it had been years since I had rode one and I thought that I would maybe look like a fool. Then my mom was there and her plane to have it cheaper (or another reason - the parts after looking like a fool came back to me while writing this dream) was to have my dad deliver it through a fence near our house and then have me ride the rest home which we did but I was walking with the bike not riding it.
