Driving to the Mountain

“Drive to the mountain.”
“Rest and relax.”
That’s Dr. Monroe’s idea of therapy. Drive to the mountain and get healed. I got so tired of hearing him say it, I decided to call his bluff and actually drive to the blasted mountain.
This really was a terrible idea, one of his worst. I had been driving for three days and the mountain never seemed to get any closer. I checked the map, my odometer, my GPS. (I always like a second and third opinion.) I tuned into the local radio station and heard the weather forecast for Mt. R&R (my nickname of course. The real name will remain anonymous, for obvious reasons). All the clues said I was getting closer. But every day, the mountain was just out of reach, covered with fog, laughing at me.
On the fourth day, I finally caught on to the doctor’s plan. The mountain of course was a fantasy. It never existed. He wanted to push me over the edge. He had hypnotized me to see and hear what wasn’t really there. But now I was onto his game. I’d prove how brilliant I was, how sane, how together.
I had stashed a small recorder on board, so now I had an alternative plan. I’d stop and interview the natives, pointing to the so-called mountain. They’d all say no such mountain existed, and we’d laugh together at the cosmic joke. And every word would be recorded!
I stopped at the next rest stop. There were people milling around, taking pictures, stretching their legs. I switched on the recorder. “Look at ole Mount R&R,” I giggled and pointed. No one even turned around. “What a joke, huh?” I roared. “Dr. M’s non-existent mountain!!” No one seemed to see me. I walked up to a guy in a blue sweater, stared directly into his eyes. He looked right through me, then turned to his companion and exclaimed, “Lovely view of the mountain from here!”
I see it all now. The mountain isn’t the illusion – I am. 
Help me, Dr. Monroe, please help me!
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Sandra James
Sandra James(@sandra-james)
2 years ago

I didn’t see that ending coming, Fuji! Very intriguing 🙂

Carrie OLeary
Carrie OLeary(@carrie-oleary)
2 years ago

What an interesting read and a great twist at the end.

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musing mind
musing mind(@musing-mind)
2 years ago

The end was not predictable at all. This was a beautiful story. Picking mountain as the goal to reach was a very good idea.

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Susan Dawson
Susan Dawson(@susan-dawson)
2 years ago

I think we are all becoming invisible, til the only reality is behind the computer screen, on Zoom. My area goes into lockdown again tonight – could do with a mountain to bang my head against.

Melissa Taggart
Melissa Taggart(@melissa-taggart)
2 years ago

Beautiful story. I love the twist at the end. Keep on going!

Christer Norrlof
Christer Norrlof(@christer-norrlof)
1 year ago

As a comment to your answer to Sandra, I would like to say that it happens to me too that a story surprises me by taking its own turns; by going where I didn’t plan for it to go. It’s fascinating when it happens because I think that’s where the subconscious part of our minds can help us to make the story more interesting and intriguing, both to its writer and to its readers.
There’s a parallel to that thought in your story, Fuji. The “I” thinks she knows it all; that she has things under control. Only when she realizes and accepts that she is mistaken, is she ready to ask for help.
Your story is a good metaphor for opening up the mind to new and foreign ideas in the writing process. The hidden greatness in our stories; what we can’t see in them (because it’s hidden in our cloudy, preconceived mind), becomes clear to us only when we accept that the ego has to go away (become invisible). Only then are we ready to receive the help that is being offered.

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Eric Radcliffe
Eric Radcliffe(@eric-radcliffe)
1 year ago

Am I right in thinking this story begins with the word ‘blasted’? It’s this end of her listening to the Ego? (second and third opinion) I think Christer hit the nail on the head, when he said that it’s only when we subconsciously lose our self in a story, that our intuition takes over. Well, Fuji another great story from you – well written.

Lotchie Carmelo
Lotchie Carmelo(@lotchie-carmelo)
1 year ago

Very interesting story but I am astonished when I came to read the ending part of the story. What an excellent twist, Fuji. You surprised me a lot.

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