My friend (let’s call her Amaya from now on) and I were going on a trip.
The first train from here took us to my hometown, where we were to catch another train at 3 pm.
We reached my grandparents house at 1, with 2 hours to rest. We were lulled into a false sense of security that we would not miss the train, as the platform was visible from their place. Tired from the long journey, I felt myself drifting to sleep. I told Amaya to wake me up in time for us to catch the train.
My sleep broke and and I looked around, confused. Realising where I was, I checked the time and saw it was 3 pm.
Freaking out completely, I ran to check the platform through the window, while shouting at Amaya for not waking me up. She calmly said, “Chill. We will make it.”
Furious though I was, I controlled my anger and looked out. The train was at the platform.
Hyperventilating, we ran out of the house with our bags.
I could see the train starting to move.
and i woke up…
My thoughts: even my dream world knows how paranoid I am about being late?