This was part of a series of dreams I had last night. Lots of symblos that seem to point to the same conclusion, but I was hoping some of you would have additional insight into the silver bullet part...
My sister and I were with our Mother, driving in the old family van we had when we were kids. It was a big silver van that some friends affectionately dubbed "the silver bullet". The roads were icy and we were sliding around a bit. We passed a restaurant and I told my mother that I wanted to stop there because it was Thanksgiving, and I hadn't had Thanksgiving dinner in 4 years. My mother was irritated, but she turned the van around so that I could eat. No one else wanted anything. The dream ended before we went into the restaurant.
Any ideas?
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