What my dream was like, except the world was coming at me at 50 mph.
Dream: I was in a theater with my daughter watching a horror film I’d seen before. I left my seat, and next thing I knew, I was careering down a NYC street on a cab. Not *in* a cab. My butt was planted in the driver’s open window, my legs were unanchored, and I was hanging on to the roof for dear life. I begged the driver to let me inside, but he kept telling me we were almost there. He slowed to pick up his daughter, but I didn’t have time to jump off. The daughter was on the car hood, unfazed. We made some harrowing turns, and he screeched to a halt in front of my hotel. In the seconds before he stopped, I wondered how I was going to pay him–I had no purse or wallet or credit card with me. Would the front desk help? I vaguely wondered if there were an American Express often nearby, because I recall from old films that American Express often helped get members out of jams when they were in, say, Marrakesh. I finally got off–fell off, really. The driver got out, and he was quite jolly. I was shaking so hard that I remembered the feeling even after I woke up. I’d left the theater without a purse, but found 7 dollars and a candy wrapper in the back pocket of my jeans. The driver plucked the cash from my hands and wished me a nice day. I stumbled into the hotel, wondering how in the hell I was going to prove who I was so I could get into my room. The End.
When I told Husband my crazy taxi dream this morning, the first thing he said was, “Why would you pay him after that horrible ride?” Good question. But I probably would’ve paid the driver in real life, too.
Today was a fun day at the computer. I got a new chapter done on the cat detective book. Much of the rest of the day, I was on at the Kill Zone Blog, responding to comments on my post, Writers on Social Media: Does It Even Make a Difference? We had so many terrific commenters: writers, readers, librarians. I hope you’ll drop by and check it out. I know I learned a lot from everyone who contributed.
June 28th Words
Journal: 0 words
Long fiction: 1200 words
Short fiction: 0 words
Non-fiction: 0 words
Blogging: 406 words; lots of comment responses at TKZ
Exercise: 16 minutes yoga, Day 6 Yoga with Adriene 30 Day Challenge; 25 minutes exercise bike
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