After locking the house, I walked to work conscious of the water I’d drunk, swishing inside my stomach, wondering about the ‘voyage’ my breakfast cereal was now having in it and thinking about the world, the universe and everything in-between! So my day went on as usual until I was walking, almost home, breathless!
My routine was then abruptly interrupted being whisked away to an Alien place I’d never experienced before.
The capsule, houseing lighting and strange apparatus strategically positioned around it, surrounded a dissecting table that no human would want to endure but most would want to live through! Three sets of eager eyes watched as the offering on the table revealed a moist, red environment after part of its casing was folded back. This revealed the machine they were looking for. One set of eyes then moved towards an extended section, surveying it for a suitable point of entry. The piping, now located, was being excavated; one of two to find to resurrect this failed power supply.
One set of pincers detached another pipe, already joined but now being moved sideways for re-attachment to the machines surface. Another set of pincers attached the last pipe to webbed sections above and below the machine. After all that could be done was done, the eyes looked at each other, satisfied the machine would work again. The pincers folded back the casing, joining the edges with metal staples and then joined the other excavation sites with lesser bindings.
I awoke feeling terribly thirsty. I tried to roll onto my side to lift the water jug and check out the hospital’s meal on the bedside table. OUCH! My chest and arm wounds, told me I was still alive! But the discomfort was worth it as I came back to earth realizing my journey on this planet was not yet finished with so, so much more to discover and to NEVER ignore any warning signs again!
It’s a survival skill to think that way after triple by-pass heart surgery, you see!