My work finally integrated itself into my dreams as of last night.

I was driving around a city belt-way going somewhere. I can't place where it is. It does have a distinctive Southern Ontario feeling about it.

There was a middle express way that was characteristic of Hwy 6/Hwy 7 between Guelph at Kitchener/Waterloo. It had the beltway feeling of Hwy 526 in Charleston.

My boss in this dream was a male. After driving on the beltway, I went back to the office. My boss came out and he wanted to drive to the next location, where he would stay and then I was instructed to go to the next location.

We got into a red sports car. He drove to some sort of underground building, wrecking the car in the process and finally smashing it into a concrete wall.

"How am I supposed to drive now?", I asked, annoyed that the car was totaled.