The Turn of Events- Fairly Chilled out to a Screwball day.


I had been talking to a friend on the phone for a while when suddenly I got nauseous. THAT should have given me a hint about what kind of day I was gonna have. But no…. I had to be my freakishly optimistic self and let the day go on assuming it would be a good day. As sleep took over my brain functions, I began having nightmares about being in a strange land where I don’t know a single soul and everyone I try to approach is really sarcastic to me and I am called a loner. I am not a loner. I am a people’s person, a jolly person apparently. But then how can people do that? I walk to a ticket counter and ask the person where I am. She points to a machine next to me and holds up a sign that says “I only talk to people who live here”. Blooming Hell! I thought. Talk about impersonal and rude! So I go to the machine and find that I am in a place called Grifimeitz which is about 80 miles to Berlin. I have not the slightest of clues how I managed to get there in the first place, I don’t have my passport, I don’t have my wallet, I have $20 in my hand and I don’t know where to exchange it either! What a nightmare!
The sound of a dog barking on the street woke me up and I thanked my luck that it was a dream, while also cursing just how real it felt.