reflections

Last night I slept over at a friends house. I woke up this morning to the sound of the rain slamming against the stones in the back yard. I looked to my left to see another one of my friends lying face down on the floor. I snickered.

I put my shoes on, grabbed my backpack and headed for the door. I set my backpack down to the right of the door and went outside. There was an awning protecting me from the rain just outside the door, but beyond that I would be unprotected. I started jogging.

I had parked my car just down the street; the drive way was already full when I showed up. I got in my car and started it. I adjusted my mirrors, and turned my music it on. Have I told ya, have I told ya? You could really get it on yea you could really get it on.

I drove my car to his place again, ran inside and grabbed my backpack, and then left. Driving, the road was wet. You could see the mist being kicked up from your tires, creating clouds of fog in the air behind you. My windshield wipers were at the highest setting, water being flicked off either side of the window. My elbow rested on the console, but kept slipping off. I guess I was still tired.

When I got home, there was a red car in my drive way. It was slightly rusted. I pulled my car up and parked next to it. I got out and walked by it as I walked around the front of my car. It must be one of my sister's friends. They had fast food garbage in the front seat.

I went inside and took my shoes off. I walked down the hall to the kitchen, but wait. We have a mirror hanging on the wall there. I walked by it, but my reflection didn't. I stopped. Turning around, I faced the mirror. My reflection was there, staring back at me. I looked into my eyes, there was something peculiar there. I waved. Four seconds later, my reflection waved back.