I don’t know why I had Jen’s car, nor have I ever seen Jen with a car. But, she had one and I borrowed it. It was dark brown, and reminded me a Chevy Cavalier.  I know I had driven over 300 miles tho I don’t know where I was coming from and I don’t know where I was going. But I do know that I overheated. I wasn’t to thrilled with having someone else’ car break down on me and wasn’t sure what to do about it.
I ended up in a department store tho I don’t know why.  I was walking down the aisle and suddenly I realized that one of my sandals wasn’t on my foot anymore. I looked behind me and there is was laying on the floor. The strap had snapped off and the whole thing had just slid off my foot. I figured it couldn’t be that bad since I was already in a department store, so I went to the front counter and asked them if they had any more sandals. She told me that the sandals had already been on clearance and the remainder of them was downstairs boxed away. I’m like, “Oh great, what am I gonna do now?”
I decided to walk to a local surf shop and buy some new sandals, but there wasn’t a lot of sidewalk where I was so walking barefoot didn’t seem like a great idea so I rummaged thru Jen’s car and found a pair of Mary Janes in her trunk. They didn’t even fit me but I stuffed them onto my feet and started walking. As I was walking, I ran into a small Mexican family who were traveling the same way. I recognized them as people my Dad knew and wondered if they recognized me. I hoped not because I looked pretty silly but wasn’t sure. As I was passing them along the side of the road, I started hearing this voice asking me if I’d checked the water in the car. Well… I hadn’t. I just assumed that Jen had put water and oil in it. I started feeling rather foolish and self conscious because I had driven the car a long way and not done any maintenance too it.
