Nice to have a dream come true.

I was a little behind getting out the door on my way to work.  I punched in the traffic report on my Sirius Radio as I was getting close to the freeway on ramp.  There was an accident at on the 85 southbound at Beaver Ruin, one exit up from me, another accident on the 85 southbound at Indian Trail, my exit. Crossing over the bridge I looked to my right and saw all the lanes were blocked off just a bit up wind of me.

I’ve always had this dream I was late and the traffic parted like the Moses and Red Sea. Normally at this time I’d be inching along eating fumes. Coming down the onramp curve I saw nothing but wide open spaces ahead of me. As I scooted over I looked in my rearview mirror I could almost hear someone say, “Gentlemen start your engines”, as I saw a torrent of cars in prefect formation bearing down on me.  I blew to work burying the needle in the 80’s as cars pass me by like I was standing still.

 Nice to have a dream come true.