Day 37

At the end of this dream, a car will pull up. A familiar voice will call from the inside, asking if you need a lift to the party.

In the front passenger seat is your best friend, the one you trust with your life.

In the back is an old friend who would always invited adventure, next to her is a new friend whom you haven't seen in sometime. Behind them are two people you don't know, but you can already tell you look forward to learning about them on the way.

You can't really see the driver, but you get in anyway.

The car pulls away from the parking lot you were inexplicably waiting in, while searching for meaningless things. Like addresses and phone numbers.
You know right away that this car isn't going to the back yard party; the one complete with fire pit, open bar, loud music and all the people you knew from back home.

And even though this nondescript 4 door fish tails a bit on it's turn, you're not really worried.

You do have the courtesy to ask if you've left anyone behind. Someone answers "Nah, we got everyone we need."
You nod, because they're right.

This mystery chauffeur, despite being reckless on the turns, keeps a moderate pace as he straightaways to a nearby bridge - or was it a tunnel? Maybe it was a bridge with a tunnel or a tunnel on top of a bridge, you can't really tell. But as you approach you begin to see the morning light shine through and splash onto the dash board - also your bedroom wall.
It's then you realize that it is time to wake up, not because of any alarms or morning tasks, but because that's what your destination is: awake.
You feel a pang of guilt about missing that party. How often do you party with the past?
Should someone call to say your not gonna show? What does the driver think?

The driver thinks the same you're thinking. Because you're the driver. You're also the car and the merry band inside of the car, off on the next grand adventure.
And nobodies worried, because you've got everyone you need.
Wake up. Anything can happen.