Climbing down the ladder I felt remorse. I never got to say goodbye to my Father before he died. The cave was smoky and full of dust, shinning in the distance was a white light. I traveled towards it. My face felt sunken. I was operating in auto-pilot. I had no reasons to live, I didn't love her anymore, I felt. I kept walking forward into the dust when I saw the opening, it was about the size of garbage can lid. I hesitated to go through knowing not if I could make it. I held my breath and went in without thinking.
Inside the hole of the cave was like being trapped in a sleeping bag full of rocks in the dark. Tiny bugs were there luckily to keep me company in the tunnel, as well as in my nose, "Get out of there"! The tunnel was long, but it only took fifteen minutes to worm my way through. Sure as my Father had told me, there was a tiny tunnel which led to a much bigger tunnel with old mining carts on a track. "Well, let's see here, we got a couple of levers here, this one says forward, I guess I'll pull that sucker". I said aloud. Without thinking I pulled said lever and said mining cart started to take off swiftly without me. I shifted the lever in the opposite direction and the cart stopped. Slowly the cart squelched backwards as I throttled back the reverse lever. I hopped into the cart and pulled the forward lever leaving any sense of worry behind.
My mind started to drift again sitting in the tiny cart strolling through an intricate set of underground tunnels. I wondered, had my whole life led up to this point, or am I the reason I'm here? Do we ever really know what's going to happen next in our lives. Perhaps if I hadn't trusted the text from the frog I would never have ended up back in the well. The cart came to a grinding halt. I could hear footsteps approaching in the distance. I grabbed the tiny miners shovel that was in the cart and held it in a defensive position. "Is that who I think it is"? I said aloud to myself. The woman got closer, she was wearing high-heels. "My name is Jolene, have you been to Montreal" ? She asked. "Never been" I replied.
and now what??
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