Keep On, Keeping On

*Woke up 10:05 am to the ringing of my phone. My car is almost done with repairs. It's been in the shop overnight, and I miss it so. :( Here is my dream from not having it for just one night. (Didn't know it would give me nightmares...)

The world has ended. Literally. It's like the movie Zombieland but without the zombies. I don't know how I ended up finding myself in an abandoned AMC theater, but I figured, "Hey, the world has ended...I can watch all the movies I want for free!"

Besides that, I had to go see if I was the only one alive. I leave the theater looking for the slightest hint of life.

Walking over the sidewalks full of half-eaten store flyers, I spot a girl my age shopping in Wal-mart. She looked so familiar!

I run over, and notice her dark brown, wavy hair. The moment she looks up at me, she recognizes me as well.

"Michelle!"

I scream, "Miller!"

She just laughs because even after all this time, I've still accustomed her to a name I can't get over. Miller wasn't her last name, but for some odd reason, I thought it fit so much better than Chapman.

We hug and are so excited to find each other, we didn't realize other people were converging onto our spot.

Next thing we realize, is that we're getting pop corn and skittles thrown at us from all sides. We take cover inside the clothes racks, shielded by the various shirts and dresses, and stay there until the bombarding stopped. I emerge from our safe spot first, and am about to throw back some artillery, when Carlson pops out of nowhere.

I'm like, "Andrew?!?"

He let's out one of his familiar laughs, before running over to Miller. I'm happy to see him. It's funny who we end up being around when it's the end of the world.

We all start talking about life has been, having to move around from one place to another, the shortage of food and clothing, having to worry about basic needs and safety. That's when I realize who was hanging out with. I look at Miller.

A flash of the past hits me.

I remember the last time hanging out with them. And then a forward to a time after 2009.

She was showing me a picture of the three of them. I saw Carlson, her, and him. You could tell in the photo, they were all happy. I smiled at this.

Looking towards the two, I was glad these two friends have been reunited.

I guess I was off in my own little world when they both approached me.

Miller pokes me in the arm, and Carlson just stands back. I look at him. She looks at me.

We all know what is going through my mind.

She hugs me close. "Oh Michelle, he is doing fine. He and I have been happy together for awhile. I'm glad to help him through so much and see him grow so much." I smile at this. Hug her back as warmly, and gladly thank her for being such a great friend and girlfriend to him.

It didn't hurt to hear about him then. It didn't hurt to hear about him now. I'm just glad to know he had moved on before me, and was thriving.

Our group was small. And I knew at any given minute, he was bound to show up and find us. We were waiting for him to meet up with us. Carlson and Miller said so.

So I guess we were.

**Dream ends with us finding a big, empty theater in AMC to sit back and watch a movie.

This goes over so many things that have been going on of late. I have no car at the moment. Well, I'm actually waiting for it to finish being repaired at the shop. Although, that feeling of not having your car... may have prompted me to have this "end of the world" dream. As for the rest of the material, that's what I honestly hope will happen. I'm still taking time to move on from everything. Of course I will still think about my past relationship often, but in the end, I hope either side will end their days on a happy note.

"Looking at you makes it harder.

But I know that you'll find another,

That doesn't always make you want to cry..." -already gone: kelly clarkson