It works so hard to make sense of what I’m seeing and what I think is actuality.
I ran to Benedict’s to get a few things to tide me over — cucumbers, tomatoes and radishes, a few fruits, strawberries, apples, grapefruit and oranges. How’s that for healthy eating?
Anyway, I finished up, went out to my car and the first thing I noticed was that there was a bunch of frozen slush build-up in the wheel wells again. I had just kicked off all the stuff about a half-hour ago as I was leaving from work. Yes, I was a little surprised that it all got back in there so quickly. But there was, after all, a huge storm the night before and plenty of slush to go around.
The next thing I noticed was that someone had painted “Go Buffs” on my windows. Seriously! I figured someone must have done it while I was in the store because, after all, I was in Buff territory, and, it most certainly was not there when I went into the store. The nerve. I’m an Eagles fan, and totally not a Buff’s fan. I touched the paint with a finger-tip to see if it was still wet. Nope. Dry. It was fast-drying window marker!
So I started to open the car door and noticed it was locked. Pulled my keys out and they didn’t fit in the lock! I took a good look inside and realized this was definitely not my car. I looked around and saw that my car had rolled forward about twenty feet and was over near the shopping cart area. It registered: a slightly odd angle.
I can’t believe my brain tried to make sense of the ice build-up, the purple Buff paint and the locked door before I realized my car isn’t even black.