Mandy's Dream

The slanted tar driveway travels downhill to my home. Twilight shades it as I come home from the hospital.

 I was so grateful to be off duty, but now that I am walking down my driveway, I am unsure. Some strange woman from somewhere has met me on the tarmac to tell me Obama, President Obama, is staying at my house tonight! She is excited as she tells me of the honor but I cannot image what she is talking about.

I can hear Obama talking, but I am not sure where his voice is coming from. Maybe the TV.

I go into my house expecting to see Michelle, but there are people there I don't recognize.

Several strangers are doing dishes at my kitchen sink. And I realize I have not bought anything to fix for dinner for company. My refrigerator is old and stands on little legs with fat feet.

I am embarrassed about my crappy chipped fridge. 

 I just stand there not knowing what to do.

Some man, kind of cute, turns to me and explains I have been selected to house President Obama tonight because I am a nurse and the President wants to show his respect and support for poor people.

Suddenly I knew I was poor, except, I do own a house!

Oh, now I see. Part of my house has flooded and nobody fixed it! This must have happened while I was working in triage today.

What am I supposed to do?

I don't like Obama!

Out my window I see flowers in my backyard because now the sun is shining and I wonder if a new day has started. I still hear Obama's voice and I know he is campaigning.

I go back up my driveway and see the round holes in the paved driveway where I have planted new tiny trees.

I wish I could see the street not just the sidewalk, but I don't want to climb clear up to the sidewalk to see the street. I can see the tops of cars as they whiz by. It is nighttime and I don't think I will go back down to my house.

Waking up, I feel disturbed that I dreamed about that man I don't like!

“Am I poor?” I think.

Why did I dream about a frigidaire that was in my grandparent's home when I was a kid? A relic they didn't even use!

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