Ten.One Thousand, Nine Hundred & Seventy-Four
In the dream, I am the only woman playing basketball against a team of very large men. I am being pushed around, and no one is listening to me. I yell at the coach. The coach yells back at me. I run off the court.
In the dream, I am riding the bike down the sand dune toward to ocean. I am going so fast. I feel the ocean air against my face. I pedal faster and faster and faster along the shore.
Back to zero hour.
Dead battery.
Where is my coffee mug? I take the ceramic cup instead.
“With all due respect…”
This is the one day I could have used that second chicken thigh.
I tell him he will see me a lot more now that the weather is nicer. I like the fresh air, and I need to get my steps in.
He drives me back to my office. I stare off to the hillside while he talks, feeling the gentle breeze and listening to the birds.
Frog song to lull me to sleep.
