“if only you could see”

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There are times when I let my imagination take more than a little bit of control. Usually these are times when I am driving for long lengths of time by myself, and sometimes when I'm at work. The other day, I was driving on the interstate, listening to some music, the air was on low. Usually I keep my windows rolled down, and have my hand hanging out the window, holding against the side of the car, and sometimes I hold the top part of my window. But because I'm on the interstate, it would really fuck up my hair (as if it already wasn't fucked up enough). There's still plenty of daytime left, with trees thickly lining both sides of the interstate. I'm probably doing 75 or 80. There is an old Mercedes station wagon type car, I've been following it for a while. I think it's a guy, he's got his hand outside the window, holding the top of the outer part of the window, just like I do sometimes. I wasn't aware of many people who did exactly that, though I do know some who like to hold their hands outside the window in general. I'm a little curious, and I want to take a better look at him. He's wearing a long sleeved shirt, and I think he has blond hair. I feel a little ridiculous for following him, he's in the right lane, while I'm in the left. I don't even know what his face looks like, and I'm clearly wanting to go faster, but I always stay short of passing him up (eventually we do part ways because he continues down I-110, while I need to take I-10).

While we're going around a little bend, a bird flies out from the trees, going across all alone. Why is there only one bird? What happened to the other birds? And suddenly, I kind of wish a T-Rex would come running out of the trees, and make his way across the interstate. I imagine that I would be the only person who knows what to do when encountering a T-Rex because I've watched all three Jurassic Park movies (but you really only need to watch the first one). I imagine this "fantasy" the most. In reality, it would REALLY suck to find out that some scientist decided to genetically engineer some dinosaurs, and would be undoubtedly life threatening to us all. But just imagine? I mean, how AWESOME would it be to see some dinosaurs. I think situations like that excite me for some reason, I guess because of the adrenaline rush they would provide.

When that T-Rex comes out, everyone would freak out, many might try to peel out and drive away really fast, so this might attract him. If he stands in the way, I imagine a lot of us would veer off into the grassy median, or brake real hard and hyperventilate. I'm not sure where or who the T-Rex would follow. I imagine that the guy in the Mercedes and I would both veer off the road, while the T-Rex is distracted on some other poor people, and together we'd get out of the car, make rushed introductions, and formulate a rough plan. I'm not sure why I assumed he'd be friendly or willing to come with me, but he's smart to know that being alone isn't a wise choice. Besides, I've seen Jurassic Park.