My Dream

i have this one dream that i have over and over. it never changes either, maybe because i dont know it to. i dont know for sure. my aunt and i are cruising in down town peoria in her corvette like we used to. my hair would be blowing in the wind as we listen to oldies music and my favorite jock jams CD. Aunt Linda is wearing her favorite white visor that she always had. we would go to the mall and shop for hours. the resturants, the stores, the people..nothing ever changes. after the mall we go to wal*mart and Culvers. she sits in the car and gives me a ton of napkins so i dont get any food on the seats. driving home we talk about life....
then i wake up. every single time, right in the middle of the ride home. i try to sleep through it to see what else happns, but i never can. but i know that every time i do wake up, i dont know to. because having that image in my head just one more time is perfect. i cant do my dream in real life anymore, but when i dream it i'm happy just to see her face.