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!
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