I decided to go to a meeting, a distance away, as usual. It was not mandatory for me to attend, as I was no longer a vital worker, but I decided to go anyway. When I arrived, at Point A, I'll call it, the conference room was empty. I had forgotten that this meeting was scheduled to be held at Point B. A slight problem, because I'd traveled to both locations previously, but I'd driven from my home, and although I was uncertain how to get from A to B, I decided to try my luck in getting there. So I set out.
The drive took me through rolling hills, which appeared both familiar and new at the same time. I kept driving, and passed a farmhouse with people outside playing with a number of puppies. They looked like border collies and the thought went through my mind of stopping to ask if they were for sale. Border collies were a lot like the collies we'd owned. But I drove on. I knew I would be late for my meeting, as the road seemed to lengthen, but the weather was perfect and the scenery beautiful so I kept on. At one point the road narrowed and a man pulled up alongside my car, and through an open window asked where I had bought the basket he'd seen in the back seat of my car. I told him that it had been carved out of soap, and I'd had it like forever. He seemed mildly surprised. We both drove on.
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