Wild Ride
I vaguely remember chatting on the computer again with an old "friend" and wondering why we were talking again but the dream was fleeting and gave way to more adventurous ones.
My former manager was having a party in her honor and I was invited. It was the most amazing place! There were many levels and it was so artistic with inside rivers and fountains and such beautiful lighting. The place was so huge and there were so many people there. I remember there being mazes of rivers that you could float down and that's what we did. I was constantly trying to find her and when I finally did, we had a wonderful talk, but I don't remember what we talked about. I just know it was very heart felt and pleasant. She had been busy enjoying her retirement.
I remember preparing to take another trip to Florida, except, this time I was living at my parents house and somehow, their home was nothing like I had ever remembered. I wasn't married and not a mother or at least it seemed that way. There was no time to pack because I had to hurry and get to work, but I was freaking out because in my mind, I wouldn't be back until 12am and it was already time to go. Silly me, as I had picked up the phone and dialed the number to let them know I was going to be late, it dawned on me that I am first shift now and would have plenty of time when I got home. I quickly hung up the phone just as someone answered. I wasn't sure who it was but her voice was soft and hard to understand. Thank god they wouldn't recognize the number I was calling from! I felt bad for just hanging up.
Well, I'm late from all the worrying so off to work I go! I'm in a small car, seems like it was topless and I had already begun to pack stuff into it. For some reason, I end up on the sidewalk close to a building. They overlapped in such a way that one would stick out further than the other and they were made in bricks like the oldstyle downtown buildings used to be. I have maybe a foot between me and the overlapping building or at least plenty of room to pull out and get back onto the road. Suddenly, some middle-aged country bunkin man pulls up behind me and figures I'm going to slow so he decides to purposely give me a nudge. He kept nudging me until I was trapped between him and the overlapping building. I was irate. About that time, my husband, Billy pulls up... ahh... so now I'm married?!?! He doesn't do much but he's there in time to tell me bye as I escape from this lunatic and hurry off to work. I glance at his tag to see if I could get his number to report his stupidity, but he had something taped over it to confuse the reader. Guess this jerk liked to play games... most men do it seems.
Anyway, I speed off, wind in my hair and electricity flowing through my veins. Suddenly, I'm on a MOTORCYCLE!!! I rode that thing as if I had been riding all my life, but in reality, it's only been a dream of mine. As I sped off, I remember the creepy dude who had trapped me was suddenly on a motorcycle also. So odd. As I was busy fleeing to work, my son's jacket flies out of the basket of things I had packed so I did a quick U-turn to go pick it up. As I picked it up, I spotted a woman who looked exactly like my Grandmother from behind.... no way! She was in Florida, where I was supposed to be going the next day. *beep* *beep* *beep* Oh crap. I drag my dream weary butt out of bed, perform my morning rituals and here I sit typing away. Oh wait! I have to go to work now or I'll be late! ;)
My former manager was having a party in her honor and I was invited. It was the most amazing place! There were many levels and it was so artistic with inside rivers and fountains and such beautiful lighting. The place was so huge and there were so many people there. I remember there being mazes of rivers that you could float down and that's what we did. I was constantly trying to find her and when I finally did, we had a wonderful talk, but I don't remember what we talked about. I just know it was very heart felt and pleasant. She had been busy enjoying her retirement.
I remember preparing to take another trip to Florida, except, this time I was living at my parents house and somehow, their home was nothing like I had ever remembered. I wasn't married and not a mother or at least it seemed that way. There was no time to pack because I had to hurry and get to work, but I was freaking out because in my mind, I wouldn't be back until 12am and it was already time to go. Silly me, as I had picked up the phone and dialed the number to let them know I was going to be late, it dawned on me that I am first shift now and would have plenty of time when I got home. I quickly hung up the phone just as someone answered. I wasn't sure who it was but her voice was soft and hard to understand. Thank god they wouldn't recognize the number I was calling from! I felt bad for just hanging up.
Well, I'm late from all the worrying so off to work I go! I'm in a small car, seems like it was topless and I had already begun to pack stuff into it. For some reason, I end up on the sidewalk close to a building. They overlapped in such a way that one would stick out further than the other and they were made in bricks like the oldstyle downtown buildings used to be. I have maybe a foot between me and the overlapping building or at least plenty of room to pull out and get back onto the road. Suddenly, some middle-aged country bunkin man pulls up behind me and figures I'm going to slow so he decides to purposely give me a nudge. He kept nudging me until I was trapped between him and the overlapping building. I was irate. About that time, my husband, Billy pulls up... ahh... so now I'm married?!?! He doesn't do much but he's there in time to tell me bye as I escape from this lunatic and hurry off to work. I glance at his tag to see if I could get his number to report his stupidity, but he had something taped over it to confuse the reader. Guess this jerk liked to play games... most men do it seems.
Anyway, I speed off, wind in my hair and electricity flowing through my veins. Suddenly, I'm on a MOTORCYCLE!!! I rode that thing as if I had been riding all my life, but in reality, it's only been a dream of mine. As I sped off, I remember the creepy dude who had trapped me was suddenly on a motorcycle also. So odd. As I was busy fleeing to work, my son's jacket flies out of the basket of things I had packed so I did a quick U-turn to go pick it up. As I picked it up, I spotted a woman who looked exactly like my Grandmother from behind.... no way! She was in Florida, where I was supposed to be going the next day. *beep* *beep* *beep* Oh crap. I drag my dream weary butt out of bed, perform my morning rituals and here I sit typing away. Oh wait! I have to go to work now or I'll be late! ;)
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