I’ve got a super duper courtesy Fiesta from Chips Away, Martlesham, while they fix my car. It’s a smooth ride (apart from the brakes, which are really sharp) and it’s got loads of cool gadgets. The dashboard lights up like a space ship. The key has some kind of mechanism that prevents you from driving over 80 mph. I have to admit to having mixed feelings about that one.
As I left the gym in the dark earlier this evening, I chuckled to myself and observed that the lights probably came on automatically and that maybe the car had some kind of special sensor that could tell when it was dark. Unfortunately, I couldn’t work out how to put the lights on. I sat in the car trying various things, but none of them worked. In the end, I decided that the car DID have sensors and that the lights must come on automatically. I fiddled around, testing the theory out and decided that the evidence was supportive. However, as I drove home along the A12 I had reason to doubt, as I was repeatedly flashed by other drivers.
I pulled over, put my hazard lights on, turned the engine off and rooted around for the manual. As I finally managed to find the switch for the lights and turn them on, the car switched itself back on, making me jump slightly. As I continued my drive home, I pondered on the strangeness of this and observed that it was like a dream. “Maybe I was dreaming”, I suddenly thought to myself and laughed out loud. I’ve recently been reading about lucid dreaming and repeating the affirmation, “I will remember to recognize that I’m dreaming.” The idea is that if you recognize you’re dreaming, you can control the dream and design your own adventure.
I was pretty sure that I wasn’t dreaming but I tried to create my own adventure just in case. I couldn’t decide what I wanted to do. I considered making the car fly, but I decided that would be a bit scary. I found it quite difficult to think of anything I wanted to do, which is odd considering I have lots of lists of intentions and things I’d like to achieve. I thought fleetingly of a bedroom scene, but couldn’t think of anyone I’d like to join me. After trying a couple of things out, nothing happened, so I decided I must be awake after all. I still had a lot of fun, made myself laugh and realised that I am starting to truly love myself. (I love people that can make me laugh).
Before anyone asks, yes, I am sober and no, I haven’t been taking LSD.