Good morning. I was driving out of work yesterday evening and made a right hand turn in the parking lot. My driver side door flew open. Not because I forgot to close it, it just doesn’t close properly unless I “Hulk” it closed; the cold exacerbates an already pathetic condition. Ha! Haha! At least I don’t have to dread it happening for the first time. That is a positive, right?
Immediately after the door tried running away from my car, I instinctively leapt out of the driver seat to catch it. Oh, I caught it. I then realized I was no longer in my car and it was speeding up. How is this possible? My car has the unique ability to channel a bad action movie. It drove through a society of parking cones, trampled a detour sign, and careened off of a ramp. Upon impact, I was thrown back into the seat and had an intense 5 minute struggle with the possessed steering wheel. It parked itself on the lakefront, turned on some Marvin Gaye, slammed the doors shut, and locked them in an overly dramatic fashion. I was turned on, what can I say? This absurd and exaggerated take on last nights events has gone on far too long.
For the past 2-3 weeks I have been bombarded with nightmares. Everyone has bad dreams. These were not just bad dreams. Many were so terrifying that I could not fall back asleep afterwards, so afraid was I that I would drift back into them. On the other hand, I did not want to be awake and keep my eyes open, out of an irrational and half-conscious fear that the entities of my nightmares would somehow manifest themselves in my room and pick up where they left off. The sad thing is, I have tried almost everything under the sun to try and stop my nightmares, without success, since I was an early teenager. The majority of my dreams are always vivid, imaginative, and very intense but I usually wake up from them unfazed. I hope tonight I am not plagued by the dark…..a silly thing to say because it is indeed dark outside. I declare it to be 2:09am!