{"id":157,"date":"2008-04-18T18:52:00","date_gmt":"2008-04-18T18:52:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/dreamscapes\/?p=157"},"modified":"2008-04-18T18:52:00","modified_gmt":"2008-04-18T18:52:00","slug":"foolish-old-man-4-monday-morning","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/dreamscapes\/2008\/04\/foolish-old-man-4-monday-morning\/","title":{"rendered":"Foolish Old Man &#8211; #4 &#8211; Monday Morning"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>(Another portion of my short story&#8230;)<\/p>\n<p>&quot;What a beautiful morning!&quot; exclaimes mercy. &quot;Argh!&quot; I reply. &quot;I&#39;m still in bed. Let me sleep!&quot; I yell back as I cover by eyes with the warm toasty blanket. As I&#39;m dozing off, Mercy decides to continue! &quot;What a nice sunny day. Too bad, you&#39;re missing out on such a lovely typical Florida morning!&quot; In spite of my plea to let me sleep, she continues. &quot;I forgot to tell you. I need to take Kirk to the doctor&#39;s office for a followup. Can you pickup Marc after school today?&quot; &quot;Argh! Let me sleep!&quot; and at that moment I roll over and cover my whole head.&quot; I&#39;ll call you later! Bye honey &#8211; luv ya!&quot; <\/p>\n<p>Finally some peace and quite! I think to myself. Now I can get a few more minutes of sleep. Finally, I close my eyes and doze off again. But in what felt like only minutes, the alarm rings! Beep!Beep!Beep!Beep! <\/p>\n<p>&quot;Shit! I can&#39;t believe this. Now I have to get up! <\/p>\n<p>So this is how my Monday morning started this week. I just blow it off, though, and start my week anyway &#8211; what else can I do. I grab my coffee mug and get in the car. As I&#8217;m driving to the office my cell phone rings. I grab it and am ready to answer the phone when all of a sudden the traffic stops to a grind. I almost dropped the phone and hurry to pick it up and answer it! <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What! Mercy,&#8221; I answer. &quot;Hi honey. How&#39;s your day going?&quot; As I&#39;m ready to yell and let her know how my day is going, I hear some sadness in her voice &quot;what&#39;s the matter?&quot; I ask her.  &quot;There&#39;s a problem with Kirk! The doctor is rushing him to the hospital.&quot; At that moment my heart just dropped into my stomach.  I didn&#39;t know what to say. &quot;You want me to come with you?&quot; I asked. &quot;No, that&#39;s ok. Kirk looks fine! I think its only a precaution that the doctor wants to take. He&#39;s ok I&#39;lll call you later to update you. Bye&quot; <\/p>\n<p>As she hung up the phone I get the sinking feeling that things are not going to be ok today. See last night I had another one of my vivid dreams. I dreamt that I was standing at the gates of heaven receiving the newcomers. It&#8217;s a beautiful and euphoric moment full of joy and excitement! The feeling of happiness is like I&#8217;ve never felt before! I am the happiest I&#8217;ve ever been! My goodness, I&#8217;m standing at the gates of heaven with St. Peter, and my task is to welcome everyone into heaven. I cannot describe the greatness of the experience and the oneness of heaven. The only word that comes to mind is Nirvana! <\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m there greeting and welcoming people into heaven, when all of a sudden I&#8217;m feeling a little distracted. I continue greeting the newcomers and I just become aware that I am waiting on somebody  &#8211; someone that I know &#8211; is expected to arrive.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<div class=\"entry-summary\">\n(Another portion of my short story&#8230;) &quot;What a beautiful morning!&quot; exclaimes mercy. &quot;Argh!&quot; I reply. &quot;I&#39;m still in bed. Let&hellip;\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"link-more\"><a href=\"http:\/\/psolis.com\/dreamscapes\/2008\/04\/foolish-old-man-4-monday-morning\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &ldquo;Foolish Old Man &#8211; #4 &#8211; Monday Morning&rdquo;<\/span>&hellip;<\/a><\/div>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[61,60,3],"class_list":["post-157","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-dreams","tag-stories","tag-story","entry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/dreamscapes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/157","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/dreamscapes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/dreamscapes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/dreamscapes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/dreamscapes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=157"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/dreamscapes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/157\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/dreamscapes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=157"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/dreamscapes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=157"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/psolis.com\/dreamscapes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=157"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}