Underwater

My boyfriend chooses the worst music to play during road trips. Thank God, I always fall asleep during long car rides. We had to get away from the big city. Work, crime, noisy neighbors - we had to get away from all of it. All of it! I can't wait to get to my parents' old log cabin in the woods. The fresh air, the trees, the only downside is the lake. The cabin was built near a lake, and I used to go down there for a swim. Now, I hate it. I hope my boyfriend won't get in there and pull me in. It's his first time going there so I gave him a map with directions where to go because I'd be sleeping throughout the whole drive. I'm so excited I might not be able to sleep! Might. I'm already feeling drowsy. If only my boyfriend's terrible music isn't my lullaby.

"Can you change the music, please?" I said all sleepy-like.

"What? Why?" he looked at me like I'm a dead fish.

"I'm sleepy. I need sleepy music." I tried to sound like a baby.

"Okay, fine. But after you fall asleep, I'm changing it back."

"Thank you."

As he changed the music to a nice, slow ballad; I started drifting off to sleep. You can never know when you fall asleep, or when you start dreaming, and you get confused when you wake up and the dream stops. I hate that.