In a parallel universe somewhere... I can see my PEPSI commercial as clear as day. A brilliant sun breaking over the mountains, lighting the road downhill just as a large PEPSI delivery truck shifts gears and turns onto a highway. You hear my voice, speaking about my journey and destiny, as the truck passes a series of scenes; a farmer waving from atop his mill; a group of waving kids with backpacks standing at a sideroad bus stop; a beautiful seaside cliff and a group of yoga students training, stop and smile as the sunlight warms the area and is reflected off the truck side. The truck passes a sign that reads NOW ENTERING STORM CITY CITY LIMITS and the metropolis comes into view. A path has been made seemingly by people standing streetside, cheering and waving at the passing truck. A hand reaches out and waves from the driver side of the large semi. The truck pulls up, stopping in front of SC Towers, the door swings open, and I jump out. The crowd goes wild. The truckbed begins to transform behind me into a full stage, lights blaring, spots searching. Spot finds me. I lift a can of Pepsi and take a pull. Let the show begin. ****
Posted on: Thu, 19 Sep 2013 23:01:56 +0000
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