The car is too quiet.
No one is demanding a different song on the CD. No one is asking for a snack. What is going on?
I am in the Mission Viejo Kaleidoscope center parking structure. As I wind up, I automatically think, “Am I going to Jump N’ Jammin? Did I pack a change of clothes in case newly potty-trained Morgan needs them?”
But wait, no one is in the car except ME.
When I pull into the Level 5 parking lot, I see the lovely doors and the gold BW sign calling to me…whispering….no one needs you for a few hours…relax…unwind…breathe. I remember why I am there, I open the doors and exhale.
