The other day I had a dream that I was in a car with my mom driving us on a highway (how we came to be there, I don't know, the dream world just put us there). She sped through traffic, zipping toward the off ramp.
I said, “Slow down.”
She pressed the gas faster, and said, “I have to get my donuts!” She swerved in and out of traffic, and then made a sharp turn into a parking lot.
I said, “Slow down.” She pressed on the gas faster, and we speeded through the parking lot.
She said, “I HAVE TO GET MY DONUTS!” We hit a parking curb, and then flew through the air, everything was in slow motion, and we crashed into the donut shop.
And then I woke up… I guess that’s one way to get donuts.