“I must not Fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.”-Paul Atreides, Dune
Lauren opted to drive for the next block with Will riding shotgun. This was the least comfortable time to be a passenger. Several things contributed to the unease of the van One, Lauren is rather small in stature. The van does not accommodate for this well. So, waking up from a fitful slumber to see her looking up to see out the windshield did not inspire confidence in her ability to see the road, oncoming traffic, or any thing below the tree line. Two, Lauren drives a small compact car, not a van, so those of us in the back were shaken about as she would auto correct from time to time. Three, she may have driven on the wrong side of the road at least twice once in daylight. Four, breakneck erratic steering. Quite disheartening. The early morning passed in an impressionist fashion as sleep finally stole my consciousness away. Wake up; Lauren has both hands fumbling with her cd player trying to loop the Alice in Wonderland Soundtrack. Panic. Fall asleep. Wake up; light starting to break through night sky we are on the wrong side of the road trying to find a Starbucks. Lauren can only drink Starbucks coffee, well half coffee half non-dairy creamer. Panic. Fall asleep. Wake up; the van party has talked her into stopping at a Waffle House. I’ve never been so happy to eat at 24/7 breakfast restaurant in my life. As a side note, Kelly has never eaten at one before. She was excited to be stopped and eating some place entirely new for her.
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