Déjà vu
I had that dream again this morning… It’s one I’ve had before… I go into a building - which is no longer there - in search of a bathroom. I have to go terribly. And while searching I see a sign that says women’s restroom elevator fl 1 with an arrow down. And this always confuses me because the men’s restroom is right there why couldn’t the women’s one be the same? So, I tell my dad I have to take the elevator down and he says he’ll wait for me. I climb in this dingy, rickety, little elevator with a few other women and it takes us down to floor 1. Mind you there is only buttons for floor 2 - that we are on currently - and floor 1. The elevator doors open up to something very unexpected – the center of a mall. We all disperse our separate ways and as I’m walking straight down, I turn to my left and see a sign that says restroom with an arrow pointing to the left. I walk towards it and find out it’s pointing inside of basically a party outlet store. Because there are balloons everywhere and party decorations. As I am wandering around this huge store looking for another sign of where to go, I run into a girl who is looking for be same thing. So, we both turn around and decide to head the other direction of the store. In doing that we realize that this store has more than one level because we reach the center of it where it is open down to the bottom level by a huge circle with a banister around it – similar to how the mall is. And we are able to see that there is some kind of party going on, on the bottom floor. Like a birthday party or something. That’s make us feel a little more comfortable. After this we keep walking and eventually, we find the sign for the restroom. In front of us are two brown doors that are side by side – the one is marked on the front men’s and the other women’s – a railroad chain is hanging down the side of the right of it while a piece of ripped caution tape hands down the left side of it. The hinges and various pad locks on the front of the doors have been painted over but are rusted giving it the feel that they probably won’t open. They both look like they have been sealed off completely and condemned. But I push on it anyway because at this point, I really have to use that toilet! We go in and the restroom is as filthy as you can imagine. There is water and black, nasty sludge and dirt all over the floor. The once white toilet has black dirt all over the seats. During this time the girl I’m with runs for the door – repulsed by what she sees and clearly overwhelmed because there is in fact no smell – and I hear her vomiting just outside the door. I however stay inside as I nudge open all three stall doors with my foot to see if they all look as horrendous as I think they might. I find the first one is the dirtiest, the second is the least, and the third looks to me to be clogged since it is filled with...well you can only guess what...in the meantime the girl reappears from the outside of the bathroom and stands beside me...and then...well… I wake up! Now I don’t know exactly how many times I’ve had this dream but I know it’s been quite a few times and I know it always ends there – in that bathroom. I never know do I get out of that party store restroom? Does something happen to me? Do I ever get back to my dad? Do I ever see my mom again? It’s a terrible feeling to see your dream-self stuck somewhere unpleasant in one of your dreamlands. The scene of an action movie? We were sitting down to watch a really good movie when I decide I want to go and get some movie theater popcorn! I didn’t even get a minute away from my house and a warning on the dashboard comes up telling me to check my charging system with a picture of a battery. I can now see that the battery icon is lit up red on the dash as well. Deciding to do the most responsible thing I call my dad to let him know that hey I might need a jump when I get to the theater because the battery symbol came on and blah blah blah if I come back out it might not start back up. Just to give him the heads up to be ready for that. I get another…maybe two minutes down the road and I start to smell something burning. The smell is getting stronger and stronger like something is on fire! So, I pull over into a safe parking lot and I’m like hmm…maybe I should pop the hood and make sure everything is okay under there…and then I think err…maybe not. But as I am walking around the car, I see all this white smoke pouring out of the passenger side corner of the hood. The burning smell is extremely bad both inside and outside of the car. Panicking, I call my dad to tell him that I think the car is on fire. He tells me to get away from the car and he is on his way. And since that is my guess, I don’t know how long I have to get away from the car before it reaches the gas and blows it up! I grab my purse from inside and I see the navigation system flashing a new message that I don’t have time to read because I am panicking. And I run from the car! Meanwhile outside – it is pouring down raining and I am in tee-shirt and thin sweatpants – because I was only meant to be running to get popcorn. A quick in and a quick out – note to future self: make sure you dress properly anytime you go somewhere!! LOL!! You can only imagine I am soaked to bone and shaking in no time. I am standing away from the car in case something extreme does happen and I can still smell the burning smell. The whole time I am thinking I should’ve shut the TL off. I should’ve shut it off! Do I have time to? I panicked! What if it didn’t matter? What if I didn’t have enough time to? What if that made everything worse? I mean I don’t know!! But hey – the sad truth is…when it’s your time to go…it’s your time to go…and you can’t stop it. So, if something would have happened to me it was not because I didn’t shut the car off quick enough and could have prevented it – no it was because that was my time to go and that what was meant to happen. That’s a little morbid for the morning I know… The end result was my car didn’t blow up in the pouring rain while I am dramatically soaked in a rainstorm like a scene from an action movie. Turned out it was the alternator that was just put in a year ago… T as I like to call her (my car) have been through a lot together is these past nine years. She just turned over a hundred thousand miles this past Monday. A very reliable car, I feel safe during any bad storm – rain or snow. I have a thing for Acura’s always have and always will. But the Stang is my first love – he’d probably be mad if I didn’t give him a shoutout too! What if our cars actually were Transformers that would be pretty cool! Maybe less accidents would occur because they would just transform to stand up and stop themselves from hurting us and the others like them. But then if we get into that then we have to say well if we have good ones then we have bad ones and yeah… Bond, James Bond - 007 Skyfall – No, no not Skyfall…Treefall Another darn tree fell in our yard! We just get one cleaned up and rid of, just in time for the next one to fall and laugh at us. I find it hysterical that these trees have stood for many, many years and now they decide you know what? Let’s come crashing down! At least they haven’t hit anything remotely important…yet… I have been telling everyone lately they are just tired, they’ve been standing for a long time and they want to lay down and rest. Or they have come to the end of their life and it is time for their new adventure as Robin Williams once said – RIP – we miss you!! So yeah, we did that yesterday cut, load, unload, load, repeat, and then unload, stack. As you can see it was quite the lengthy process but we got it all taken care. And then I raked as best I could the saw dust chips away so that we can be somewhat back to normal. It would figure that the tree that fell would be like 50 feet long too, right? (Okay obviously that’s an exaggeration) But still – we kept pulling it out – and all you could see was tree, tree, tree…that’s how it always happens though. It couldn’t have been short or even medium, it had to be the longest one nearby. LOL!!! Enjoy your Sunday everyone! Stay safe out there && as always, I appreciate ya! Comments are closed.
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