As I soundly sleep in a roadside motel twin-bed, from the other room I hear the whisper of an overweight dark headed woman full of curlers,. One side falling down. She is wearing a thin snap-up flowery summertime house coat and walking around barefoot with a turkey leg clinched in hand. The leg clearly has two huge bights taken from it. And remnants of the meat show on her greasy covered chubby cheeks.
She whispers, “Don’t you go waken him up!” to her loud-mouth, back-talking, teenage, hillbilly daughter. The daughter comes stomping through the door from their trailer park décor room with a disheveled king-sized bed. Clearly the two slept in the bed, but the purpose is unclear to me.
The daughter, who is in my motel room where I sleep, turns and yells, “I ain’t goin’ to wake him Momma! My Gawd!” Unclear as to why she was in my room in the first place, she turns and stomps back into their room.
I rollover in bed, enjoying my sleep and oblivious as to what just happened, when my cell phone rings. It is you on the other end talking a mile minute to someone else on your other cell phone, as you are driving your black Nissan Pathfinder, “…and the plan is that I will pick him up and we will all meet a the church.”
I say, “While you two are talking, I’m jumping in the shower to get ready.” You bust out laughing, surprised to have heard me, or that I heard you. Then before I hang up the phone, I hear you say, “No, that was just my buddy on the other line who overheard me talking with you…”
As I snooze, face down in my bed, I consider what I will wear and I eagerly look forward to going to the church. I think to myself, I have the long sleeve blue shirt and black tie with cartoon characters on it.
As I say, “I can’t wait to go to church”, my alarm goes off to wake me. I realize it is Wednesday, I’m at home in my own bed and I say aloud, “And I guess I’m not going to church this morning!”
Unfortunately, it was all a dream.

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