Lately I have found my imagination wandering onto one specific (and rather unshakable) daydream. I’m not quite sure what to make of it. And so here it is.
I’m driving up the motorway, and one by one the cars disperse, until it is just me driving. All of a sudden I round a sweeping bend to be confronted with a giant jump ramp. Now, when I say giant, I mean literally 50m high and the full width of the road.
The concerning part about this is my reaction. The corners of my mouth curl slightly (I think the technical term for this is a ‘smile’) and without hesitation I put my foot to the floor.
Its kinda weird methinks. Not as weird as that dream where you go to school but have forgotten to put your pants on. Am I the only one that still has that? Hmmm some seriously deep seeded issues are starting to surface. Best I jam them back down with some fast food and Miami Wine Cooler.
Actually, I’m watching my weight (grow).
PS: If anyone has a few hundred sheets of plywood spare I say we put my dream to the test. I’m sure they won’t mind us shutting down the M1 for a day or two.
