Two places at once

"Are you two just taking the Metro?" my grandpa asked.

"No, I think we'll drive," I said.

This may seem like a normal conversation, except for the fact that we were in River Heights, Utah at my grandpa's house. We must have been going to something formal, because I was wearing the sky blue bridesmaid dress from my sister's wedding and was in the process of curling my hair in ringlets (not joking - ringlets). Ryan was ironing his white shirt.

"Well, you could just change trains in Millville," Grandpa said.

"Oh. That's right. Maybe we will."

Then another voice came into the conversation, a strange, very kind, woman's voice.

"Hello Baby," the high, happy voice said.

Then, the tune "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star" woke me up. I laid there for a few seconds wondering what was going on. Then Ryan sat up. It all came flooding back.

I was in my dark bedroom in Arlington, Va. sound asleep when something set off one of Ethan's talking toys that must have somehow gotten into our bedroom. Now the tune "Mary Had a Little Lamb" blared. I jumped up to find the toy and turn it off. The heavy comforter had fallen on it and set it off.

I went and got a drink of water (my mouth tasted worse than the Triscuit crackers I had eaten last night) and jumped back into bed and was reminded of my dream.

I chuckled aloud. A Metro or anything like that (and the "free" bus system that hardly anyone uses doesn't count) in Cache Valley, Utah? Yeah, in like 300 years - MAYBE.