The Fat Lady Dream [3]

Now I'm in the paperclip neighborhood. One of the first houses in the loop is a small, white house with a large, white stone porch with a black railing around the perimeter. Sitting in a cheap plastic chair is an enormous woman wearing a thin floral-printed gown. She is profoundly unattractive and has short grey hair like a substitute teacher. She has a couple of other big ladies sitting in her front yard. Beside her on the porch is a small table with some things on it. All I remember about the table was that there was a very large smartphone on it with a gaudy white case around it. For some stupid reason, I stole it when she went back into the house. 

The street following down the paperclip loop was packed with parked cars and was very cramped. Down the middle were about 3 cars, all empty. I pass along them, and enter the very last one. It's a long, dull red car from maybe 1998. I listen to voice memos on the gaudy phone of the lady. There are several messages detailing failed relationships and unfaithful boyfriends. I find this hilarious. I imagine the ugly lady speaking into the phone, bragging about her men and her exploits. I figure then that I should return the phone. But how?

I think maybe I should drive the car past her home and throw the phone at her. Then I decide to just put the phone on top of her actual car. So I walk over and do this. Then, I go back to the red car and turn it on with magic. How foolish to put a car in the middle of the road where someone can just turn it on and drive away. Suddenly I am Alex, a member of my group project. As Alex I drive the car out of the loop and out into an intersection like an idiot, because I can't drive. I whip around down the main road and drift back into the opposite entrance to the loop. As I speed down the other side of the loop, I lose control and crash quite softly into a cushy group of pine trees. 

[stay tuned for the next segment of the dream]