Intense Dream

Due to my friend Randy relating his "horrible" day to me yesterday, I had the greatest images running through my head as I put my head to the pillow last night. This dream probably was a result of me laughing at his predicament. This dream was intense in that it could happen, but definitely would not want it to happen.

In my dream, I was driving down the freeway. I couldn't see anything in front of me. So I shifted quickly into the next lane. So I was accelerating because I was changing lanes. As soon as I got in the lane, the extremely big truck (I'm thinking it was a gasoline truck) immediately pushed on his brakes. I run into that truck and then the semi behind me ( who was really close because I had just changed lanes haphazardly) crushed into me. So I am sandwiched between the two trucks. The crushing impact of the two trucks on my little black Honda civic went into slow motion, for my life to pass before my eyes, wondering if I have done all I needed to do in this life and wondering why in the world I changed lanes (patience is a virtue). I die instantly!
I don't feel the incinerating heat from the gasoline truck exploding via the crash of the semi that has completely squashed me, because I have died. I just know I was crushed.

Instead of actually going through the odd death thing (because my mind doesn't know how that is going to play out), I wake up at 4:30 am.

Well, I think I will think twice before changing lanes haphazardly anymore!! I've been thinking about this all day and wondering if I would die. The odds are in my favor that I would be crushed to pancake size. There is a miniature chance that I could just be sandwiched very tightly, and the expertise of the medical team would save my life. Wow, this dream was intense and is still on my mind!! Probably going to happen again unless I can get something else stuck in my head. I guess that teaches me not to laugh at others sorrows! ;)

Random

I went home yesterday with my brother who needed to get his little car back.  He had been driving the monstrous family suburban around. (Doesn't he look like he is enjoying it so much!!!!)When I drive that thing, I feel gravity's pull somewhat less.  I feel excessively high from the ground, and that I am driving extremely fast, and my wheels aren't catching the ground very well.  Let's just say my brother was very happy that he has his little Mazda Protege back. While we were home, we learned a new definition of the sport body-surfing. It was rather humorous to see my brothers standing on top of each other. Travis even was trying to do push-ups while Justin was standing on him.  Needless to say, he didn't get to far with that plan. The trip was a blast.  I love my family!  They're so great, and fun to be around.  I spent a couple of hours helping my mom be secret Santa in April.  It was great.  She couldn't stop smiling, or giggling which made me smile and giggle.  My little sister threw flour at me which spilled all over my precious computer.  Not cool - but all is cool.  I realized that I complain a lot when I'm around my mom.  It's like I hold it all in until I can talk to her and then I unleash the horde of complaints.  Weird. I will do better on that.  We had pork chops and mashed potatoes which filled my belly with warmness.  I drove around town dropping my little sister off at tap, and then picking her up.  Even with the random snow on the way to pick her up, I had my iPod on, the windows unrolled, and me singing the music.  It was great. It's been so long since I drove with my window unrolled. It was exhilarating.  My car window can't unroll (well it can unroll, but it wont roll up again), so I never get to have that exhilarating feel of wind blowing on my face as I drive down the street. My dog, Sophie, came with me to pick my little sister up. With the weather changing drastically yesterday, Sophie was shaking uncontrollably until I got her sidetracked with a car ride. She was sticking her head out of the window just like me.  She was definitely enjoying my serenade.  As we were about to leave, I caught my cat's eccentric personality in action.

He is in a box. Why, is he in a box? 

It was great fun to see my family again!!

But we had to come back to frigid Logan. The sun likes to pop out some times. Today is absolutely glorious. The sky is blue, the clouds look like cotton balls, and the sun is shining magnificently. But it hasn't been like this for a long time.  

It usually looks like this, especially at 7:30 in the morning as I'm walking to class. The picture doesn't do it justice, but it is freezing.  BRRRR... My feet are frozen as I type.  

Like An Unreachable Itch

Five minutes ago you 

awoke 

with your face plastered against your textbook
with ten minutes before the Final exam.

Your fingers involuntarily

tap
on the steering wheel as you 

glance
obsessive-compulsively t'wards the clock.

Reminiscent of a recovering addict's ache, you 

crave
taco bell. With the pressure of a dam, the 

tension 

within your bladder rapidly reaches the breaking point.

Your chest aches from your heart's

devil-beating
due to unrelenting 

thoughts 

of the imminent exam.

You have little Time to 

dilly-dally
  hesitate

shilly-shally

  vacillate
whiffle-waffle
  dawdle

BUT

the car
in Front of you
is going
 30
in a
 40
mph Zone!