Waiting

I’m driving a U-haul truck with a bunch of stuff in the back. I’m not sure if I’m moving or camping, cause there is a tent set up in the back of the truck that I’ve been sleeping in. I get a call on my cell from Dave, I’m supposed to be at the airport to pick him up. I tell him I’m on the way. I’m parking outside of a regional airport, but I know that Dave is arriving at the Dallas International Airport. I picture him standing in the hot sun outside one of the terminals. Then I drive the truck out of a grassy field next to some woods and towards the road.