Ants!!! Everywhere I look there are ants! Climbing on my daughter, climbing into my car as I watch, trying to bite into my car seats. Where did they come from? I look down and, there….by the front tire. An anthill. How could I miss that? I yank Savie out of the front seat, where she had been sitting, and start pushing them off of here. They were working their way into her mouth and ears. “Get them off! Get them off me mommy!” she screams as I fight desperately to get every last one of these tiny little monsters off of her. “I have to more the car!” I yell to no one in particular. But how? If i get in the ants will get me to. The ones trying to eat my drivers seat are huge, as big as a man’s thumb. I reach in quickly and put it in neutral, run around the front and push with everything i have. the car barely moves. i push again and….nothing. one more push…..it moved!!!! ants are crawling across my fingers and down my arms. I blow on them to keep them out of my face. I close my eyes, even though i have glasses on they are still working their way across. Finally I am the one standing in the anthill, time to stop pushing. Savie is standing under a waterfall getting the last of the ants off of her. I run for it as well, seeing the ants in my seat slowly dying.
Some nights my dreams are just weird.