Trust the Tracks

When I was a kid I frequently dreamt of losing control of a car after attempting to drive it.

In the dream my mom was always outside the car chatting with parents of kids from school.

Eventually the car would take off alone so my older brother or I would have to drive it.

We were way too young to drive.

The dream would always end before any form of crash.

The ending was always a moment of panic while losing control of the steering wheel direction.

In the dream I would feel the familiar feeling of having lived the situation.

It felt like “oh no not this again”.

It was a feeling of being used to having to handle the situation.

I can’t count how many times I had this dream.

Yet there was never a crash.

I've been scared to lose control.

I almost did.

So much that my older brother wasn’t my biggest supporter for a while.

He wasn't the only one who wasn't.

But I’ve also always known I would never crash.

And I never did.

I think the dream means I will necessarily get what is mine.

And there’s no point in being scared to lose control.

____________________________________________________ “Full Moon” Vocal Media poetry challenge [2023-01-05]