I’ve always had a very active imagination, and not just when I’m awake. It’s when I’m sleeping that most of the craziest things happen. The cool thing about my dreams is that many times the people in my dreams are people that I know. Most of the time they are my friends, but sometimes just an acquaintance. At any rate, I recognize them. Last night was no different. It was one hell of a night. In fact, even though I got a solid 9 hours of sleep, I’m feeling a bit exhausted from all the stress and travel that happened overnight!
It all started when I was with my friend Liz and her friend Erin and Erin’s son Justin (don’t be confused – so in this car is Liz, me (erin), another Erin and her son Justin). Anyways we go to Big Y and there is this gangster guy there in this very noticeable robin’s egg blue and white car. Well he starts saying something to us, at which point Erin lashes out. Things got a little heated, so we decide its probably best to get the heck out of there. This gangster guy chases us for a little while, but then he’s out of sight, and therefore out of mind.
We all go along with our daily business, but then about a week later we find out that Erin and Justin have been missing for days. Of course Liz and I are the only ones that know of the blue-car-gangster, but obviously we know that he is the one who must have abducted Erin and Justin and naturally we were next. I mean that only makes sense, right? So what else were we supposed to do but go “on the run”?
So we hop in Liz’s car and of course we immediately have a run in with blue-car-gangster, but we somehow avoid him and are now dipping through town trying to think of where we should go or what we should do to get away from this psycho. We decided the best thing to do would be to get on the highway and drive to VT. Why Vermont? Well we were convinced that blue-car-gangster had our car bugged, but as soon as we got as far as Vermont it would no longer be traceable.
So there we are driving on the highway, trying to get away from blue-car-gangster, but suddenly just about half of the cars on the crowded highway are light blue and white, and we can’t figure out which one has the villain in it. It’s at this point that I realize I was supposed to waitress that night, but obviously I couldn’t take the risk of being in one place for that long. So, I called down to the restaurant where I worked and talked to the bartender, who basically laughed at me and instructed me to drive to the nearest police station if I was really that concerned. I was that concerned, but was also terrified that if we stopped the blue-car-gangster would get us before we could walk into the police station or even on our way out. So we just stuck with our original plan to get to VT.
Once we got to Vermont, we went to my apartment. Of course, my everyday apartment just happened to be in Vermont, why wouldn’t it be? Unfortunately, this is where the dream kind of abruptly ends. I know, I’m just as sad about this as you are, but I had already snoozed my alarm about 7 times so if I didn’t actually get out of bed then, it wasn’t going to happen. Hopefully this is a “to be continued…” Maybe if I read this right before I go to bed tonight I’ll find out what happens! Does Erin and Justin get rescued? Does the blue-car-ganster get caught? Are me and Liz safe up in Vermont?