South Carolina

Date: 5/18/2016

I had a dream that we were going back to Myrtle Beach for a little vacation away from the cold. We drove there once again, and going back to South Carolina was a last minute decision. After 12 hours of driving we finally get there, but since we didn't book a hotel, we were searching the strip for places to stay. We even considered staying at Surfside again, but for some reason, we couldn't stay at the condo we last stayed at. We came across a few options, but they were all just okay. The last option we came across was a place called the Livingston apartments. We took a look inside, and the small rooms reminded me of dorm rooms. We decided to book our stay at this hotel. A day into the trip, I started to really not feel well, so I get checked out. My family complained that they knew this was gonna happen and maybe should have reconsidered the trip. I was being checked out all night and when it was time for me to leave, it was early morning the next day. I was exhausted since I got no sleep that night, so it was another wasted day because I had to sleep. This same day, when I woke up, I did realize that I had to go to work the next day. I could not miss work, so I suggested that I take the car back home and drive back when finished. Dad gave me a straightforward no to that question because he said I would be too tired on the wheel. Instead, he suggested I take a helicopter back home. It'll be quicker. Why not an airplane? I thought, but I don't know. Then we found out the helicopters were going to only one location and that was it. Dad was then randomly speaking about Zizi Teresa's birthday's coming up and we should visit her. It was strange. All of a sudden I was back home ready to go to work and all of a sudden I was in Isabella's high school. I was roaming around the buildings and felt like I was in class again. I missed those memories.