Well, I sure had a funny one last night. It was like a scene out of a sitcom.
I dreamed I had a car, and not just any car, but a fold-up, collapsible automobile, like something you could get from the Sharper Image catalogue! 
It folded up very nicely and had its own carrying handle. 
Unfortunately, I had to keep the collapsible car hidden away in a closet because I didn't have a license plate for it. 
And, this wasn't just any old collapsible car. This one had been preowned--by Sylvester Stallone!
You know I really did have this dream because I'd never be able to make up something like this!
Is there some part of your identity you don't feel "licensed" to reveal publicly? So you fold it up and pack it away and keep it to yourself? Maybe something that could "get you somewhere" (as a car would)? Does this aspect of your identity have something to do with what Sylvester Stallone means (metaphorically) to you?
As for what SS might mean, think outside the box. Once, when I was married, I dreamed that I was in love with a guy in my creative writing class and was cheating on my then-husband. Since I wasn't particularly attracted to this guy in real life, I realized that the dream expressed my feelings about writing. I wanted to be doing creative writing (the classmate) rather than journalism (my husband, who is a journalist).
Often in my dreams, artists symbolize "Art." The artist might be, say, a musician, yet the art they represent is literary writing.
