Going to Jail

Last night I went to jail for the first time.  Quite the experience!  Frankly, I was terrified.

The night began like any other night.  Joshy had just run a track meet.  He smashed a track record and went sub- 2 minutes in the 800 (half mile).  The night was light, celebratory.  Everyone was in a great mood with Josh'ys performance.  A half hour later, Dena and I were driving home .  The night night was cool and so I rolled the windows down to feel the fresh, crisp air.  It was unusually cool for a May night in the South.  I was having a nice conversation in the car with Dena while traveling down I-65, when all of the sudden, seemingly out of nowhere, a car had stopped in front of me and I smashed into the back of it, shoving the other car into the concrete divider in the highway.  Unfortunately, the "other" car was a police car.  Even more tragic was that the officer was killed.

Immediately, I was rushed to a jail, and then to prison.  No court hearing.  Nothing.  I was terrified.  What was happening.  Then,  a miracle happened.  While being transferred, I saw an escape.  I ran to a jail employee that just had gotten to work (the jail) and took his blue BMW.  A helicopter pursuit followed, and eventually, I dumped the car into the Chicago river.  Next, I used the last bit of money that I had to get a new suit and a hotel to get cleaned up.  With my cell phone being tracked, I made one last call to my family members who had gathered at Blanchard Road.  I told them to meet me at 5th and Vine and I would search them out to make sure they weren't followed.  I honestly didn't know whether to turn myself in and return to prison or to be on the run the rest of my life.  I was so conflicted.  I was scared.  My life would never be the same regardless of the which life I chose.  Could I trust my family now?  Could I trust anyone?.......

And then, the dog started licking my face and I woke up. 

I haven't had a dream that I remember for years and years.  Strange.  What makes the mind do what it does?  Why that dream?  Why did I dream at all? 

I dont know.  I am just glad it was a dream!