A car crash, Cardboard Shoes and Dodgy Teeth.

Date: 4/10/2020

I was driving along this dual carriageway when I noticed this crazy driver in my wing mirror, driving like a loon. They were steering the car from one lane to the other, in and out of cars. I swerved right out of the way as It drove right past me in fear of getting hit, but luckily it had just missed me. 3 seconds later, there was a huge collision and 5 cars in front of me all ended up crashing into it before they were able to break. I felt lucky that I had survived. The wreckage in front of me looked deadly. There was smoke and fire everywhere and people screaming in terror. I could hear sirens too. I was now in a massive queue. I saw my mum walk past and I waved to her. “I’m okay.” I called over to her, feeling bad for the others. Next scene; I had met up with my friend, Rosie. I don’t see her very often but she had made the 6 hour trip down, so I thought I’d make the effort. For some reason, we were on the school run. She had just waved off this teen boy. “Who is that?” I asked. “Oh, don’t you know? I have a son.” I was gobsmacked. “I didn’t even know you had a son!” I relied. “Like, do I know you at all?” I laughed. We continued down the road, talking about other things, like how she was training to be a doctor because her husband wanted her to follow her dreams and be the bread winner (another surprise to me). I thought she was very much single and childless. As I was walking along, I realised that Rosie has now disappeared and I was now joined by my husband. We started chatting until my boss came along and started talking to him. I quickly hid my face (luckily I was wearing a baseball cap at the time) as I didn’t want her to see me. For some reason, she was in really smart clothes. She told him she had a house viewing and, thankfully, entered the gate of a property. “That was my boss” I whispered. “Oh, I didn’t know.” My husband laughed. Next scene; I was nosing around this random lady’s house. She had kindly let me in. “Welcome to my crib!” She joked. “I’ll show you where the magic happens”. The house was very modest. All the rooms were basic and underwhelming until she took me to this huge bathroom which had a tube slide attached to the wall. Her husband was giving her little boys a bath. “Do you wanna have a go?” He asked, pointing to the slide. I grabbed hold of the handles and pushed myself down. It seemed to go on forever but it was ever so fun. A real adrenaline rush. When I got to the end, I could watch a video back of the ride. Only, it wasn’t me I was watching back, it was my son, Alex. He had this comically miserable face all the way through it. I laughed to myself. Next scene: There was this outdoors gathering with some people I knew. Lizzo was also present. She kept making jokes and everyone laughed. I tried making a joke too, but I ended up offending a bunch of people and my friend got up and left in a mood. “But I didn’t mean it that way.” I wanted to say, but she had already gone. Next scene; I had gone to visit one of my service users, Jeremy, he was complaining (as usual) about “meals on wheels” not being able to supply him with his meals for the week due to the Coronavirus. I was trying to calm him down but he was beside himself with worry. Halfway through support, my friend burst through the door, saying there was an issue at home and I had to leave immediately. Apparently, it was something to do with my daughter but my friend obviously couldn’t say what in front of Jeremy. 5 minutes later, my daughter burst through the door in floods of tears and tells me it’s an emergency and that I have to leave right away. I felt bad, but I said goodbye to Jeremy put these cardboard box shoes on (?!) and left. I ended up at this supermarket and was buying all these obscure packets of cigarettes and tins of booze. I seemed pretty wasted already. “Do you wanna party with me?” I asked my friend, Tony. He laughed nervously and said “maybe.” I took the goods up to the man behind the counter and he gave me some fruit tobacco(?!) for the road. Next scene; I was down Bath Place. There was this new restaurant that had opened. I entered the metal gates and sat down in the outside area. There was this foreign lady who kept speaking a different language to me but I had no idea what she was saying. I just nodded and smiled and then sat down at a table. This waitress came over. As she was talking to me about the menu, spit was flying everywhere and her front teeth kept coming out (they must have been false?) I tried not to stare and make her feel uncomfortable. “How did you like your food?” She asked. “The chef wants you to rate your dish” I looked down in horror to find a dish of live mini lobsters crawling around my plate. I felt so sick I puked into a nearby bush. “I’ll give you more time to reflect.” the waitress said with a lisp. As soon as she went back inside, I legged it out of the restaurant.