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Also, try to guess what my dominant impression is.
[A dominant impression is the feeling or idea that an author conveys to the reader through word choice. Examples include: anger, greif, joy, frustration, etc.]
Last May I traveled to Bremerton, WA in order to visit some friends. Dave came along too. Dave is also my friend. We planned to stay in a cheap, old hotel, but we ended up in the dreariest of hospitals. We were involved in a deleterious situation involving a few insipid automobiles and cold, black pavement. Fortunately, time decided to flow with a similar viscosity to that of maple syrup, which gave me the opportunity to observe my surroundings with a below-average level of indifference. Because all six senses were so doggedly set on sensing, I was able to remember many aspects of the hapless ordeal.
The event occurred just after a bland breakfast of over-priced waffles and over-easy eggs. As we unconsciously moseyed closer to our misfortune the taste of rain entered my snot-clogged nose. The olfactory aftermath that follows rain in Bremerton is a foul experience. In Bremerton, rain brings with it the unpleasant odor of garbage and cat urine. In five or ten minutes, however, I would experience a different set of smells including smoke and elastic.
The gray sky was a murky mirror of the faceless landscape. I stared at the featureless abyss that rolled lazily past my window. My eyes refused to focus on anything as they drifted over the tired faces of Bremelos* and other sights typical to the area. I saw cars and trucks pointlessly wander the roads, one of which unwittingly floated into the wrong lane. He floated into my lane. Our vehicles hugged each other, forgetting the reasons they did not have for occupying the asphalt. A few others joined in and soon all the cars became still, embracing one another. Some cars actually disregarded their tires and sprawled out on their backs. My car forgot about Dave and me. We forgot about my car, because we forgot about our seatbelts. My eyes mostly stayed closed for a while after that.
While my eyes blankly surveyed the backs of my eyelids, my ears recorded the quiet resonance of the morning. Mostly, my ears reported white noise but occasionally, they told me about the slow melody sung by the wind and colorless trees. I soon heard the trite hum of an ambulance. I heard low voices, and the voices were talking to me. They asked of my well-being and other trivial tid-bits. After a while, everything went silent, but I did not notice.
I awoke in a dark room with curtains drawn, not that I wanted to look outside. I already knew what was out there; there was nothing out there. Dave and I stumbled out of the hospital the next morning. We met up with our friends at a restaurant, but I can not remember what we ate or what we talked about. We flew home by way of south-west airlines, all the while staring out our window at the nothings crawling past.
*Bremelo- an female native of Bremerton, WA known for her humble looks. Near Antonyms: hottie, perfect ten, etc.
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This post has been edited by nerium oleanders: 10 October 2009 - 02:22 PM
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it seems as if you're superior to every single thing and just describing it. Here, I'd guess your dominant impression is boredom and not being impressed. XD SSo amusing!