Dream from November 27, 2013
A cool sunny day in the quiet, peaceful town of Spring Arbor. Where college students dream, new babies scream, and the elderly sit on their front porches, reminiscing about the golden years. Nothing too dramatic happens around here. Mostly homespun events like the Memorial Day parade and the Hanging of the Greens at Christmas. Crime is always trying to sneak it’s way in but the proud law enforcement acts quickly to snuff it out. Within this town are a handful of good souls tending to work or whatever drives their heart’s content…
Into the dreamscape I am dropped. No directions. No explanation. It’s just me living in a virtual world made up entirely of my thoughts. My mind is the stage and I am the performer who needs no script.
There I am riding my red bike down Baker Street towards my house that is nestled nicely at the end. A long, worn out path of cement and potholes with tree limbs full of green stretching out over the entrance. A couple of modest looking houses line either side of the street and there generally is not much activity from the inhabitants here. A nice gentle breeze gathers around me as I ride past my neighbor’s house shaded comfortably by a large oak and see my empty black driveway. My house is big with two floors and a basement. The exterior is made up of grey side paneling. A hastily built in porch with recycled floorboards and a makeshift set of wood steps with the white paint washing away overlooks our shabby grass square with a tall tree in one corner and a small pile of rocks in the other. I stop suddenly when I see dad’s blue minivan parked in the street on the side of the yard. Sky Keyser is in the passenger seat, dad in the driver seat. Sky is smiling at me. A nice warm, affectionate smile. How great it is to see her face, so full of life and beauty with that small nose piercing on the side that I adore. I am surprised to see her here and wonder if she has answered my call and really does want to be with me. Maybe we can finally escape and live happy together. But it all ends too soon as I am pulled out of the realm of this world and faced with the fact that it was all a dream and I will never get to fulfill my love for Sky, the only girl I ever had a special karaoke song for.
1. Obviously Spring Arbor was a town I grew up in for about 5 years. I used to ride my bike all around the city, learning the ins and out and places of interest.
2. Dad’s has had that minivan for about 14 years now. I guess it is a special part of his life. Lots of memories can be recalled. All the vacation trips taken, school events attended, open houses dived in upon. It even suffered through two divorces. I have basically grown up in that van. Now I am twenty-two and it stills feels like yesterday that my grandparents bought a flashy new ride for the family as a housewarming gift.
3. Sky was a girl that caught my eye way back in eleventh grade. It was more of an unrequited love and then my heart was dreadfully broken when I found out she had someone else, even though she egged me on for about a week. So foolish I was as a teenager. But the curiosity of things could not be suppressed. I finally realize my mistakes now and will never be led into those kind of traps again.