Wrong Bus, Wrong Card
By Craig Wilson
The smoke has cleared, and I am no longer home.
I look around and realize I am in the bus terminal.
I don’t recall ever going to this bus terminal.
A bus appears. I assume I have to take this.
I present my card and choose a seat at random.
The bus moves. However, something feels off.
I see the bus is actually going the opposite way.
I realise I have used the incorrect bus and card.
I quickly press the red button to stop the bus.
When I get off the bus, I leave the dream.
The End
The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.
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