Trees. Cars. Gas station.
Music is playing in the background as we drive on the highway.
I'm sitting in the passenger seat with the AC freezing my ankles and the sun beating down on my legs.
Peeling my thighs from the leather seats, I'm asking myself why I thought it would be a good idea to wear shorts.
The heat kind of stumbled upon us, didn't it?
I had a sweater on just yesterday. Now even the thought of sleeves makes my forehead sweat.
There's a Jeep in front of us. Two surfboards sticking out the back.
Is my eye melting?
The Jeep signals out of our lane and mom speeds ahead, thankful she's able to go back to speeding.
Mom turns up the radio as a good song comes on, humming along to it.
My eye melts down to my cheek.
It's hot. Unbearably so.
We didn't want to be in the house any longer. I suggested a drive and here we are.
Where are we going and why is my face melting off?
It could be the heat.
Should I be concerned that it is melting right off?
It'll soon make its way into my lap.
Will it be all liquid-like? And if I put it into a cup, will it slosh around like orange juice?
Or will it be harder? Like putty. Will I be able to mould it and shape it into houses and playthings?
My mouth is a frown. It's not intentional. I'm not sad or upset about anything.
Maybe I should be upset about my face melting off.
It's in a frown because of the melting. It's melted right in on itself.
Am I okay?
Hello?
Hello?
I'm shaken out of my daze by mom.
"Are you okay? I asked if you wanted some orange juice and you just sat there, unblinking."
"Oh. I'm fine. No, thank you."
My hand comes up and brushes against my eye, stuck in its place.
Stuck.
I was stuck.
No.
Trapped. I was trapped.
Trapped in a daze.
********************
Written on January 17, 2022.
My family and I were on a drive one time and I thought this exact thing. Of course it wasn't actually happening to me and a small part of me kinda knew that I was daydreaming, but it still felt real as ever.
I'm not too sure why I decided to write this one. I think I was bored and just started writing randomly.
That seems to be how I write most of my shorts, lol.
Anyways, this one's rlly weird and kind of random but I also kind of like it?
Who knows.
Comment some of your weird daydreaming experiences, I've definitely had some crazy ones - exhibit A.
Have a nice day!
Madi
YOU ARE READING
The Collection
Short StoryA collection of random shorts I've written :) What are they all about? Sleep: my sleep paralysis demons In the Darkness: a strange world without eyes Trapped in a Daze: daydreaming in the car A Dream: when you're tired but can't sleep Descriptive Pa...