One day, my family and I decided to take a drive downtown.  We decided to go to a new restaurant because we heard there was this amazing dish called couscous…it was so good they named it twice!  We weren’t sure how to get there because one of my funny, buffon friends who always likes to take detours, thought we could go via bypass, taking the easy way out.  His directions were very vague because they did not mean a whole lot, as he wrote them using symbols instead of words!  We passed a wonky road, twisted on one side, and my lethargic mom, deficient in alertness, missed the turn we were supposed to make to get to the restaurant.  My mom, who is usually my hero because of her personal character that displays courage and self-sacrifice, began to panic and lose all strength, no longer having the quality of being strong.  We kept driving around and around looking for this restaurant, and it took so long, my sister and I were consumed by boredom, that horrible emotional state that happens when you are left without anything to do! We decided to ask someone for directions but he seemed to have a lack of knowledge about lack of information, totally ignorant.  Then we ran into someone else who was a total yammering, a person that goes on and on, and boy did she ever do that!  She gave us directions but sounded a little ballistic, going on a massive tantrum about something.  I’m not sure what she was going on about, but my mom said she was talking about this weird rebellion, where an uprising or insurrection where there was a refusal of obedience or order, with many behaviors aimed at destroying something or someone. We were honestly very scared and hoped that a total revolution would not be something that comes after someone rebels.  One act of knowledge, or learn, was to never talk to that lady again, because she certainly made me use one word to describe myself in a joking way…deranged!  We decided to calm our nerves by turning on an expression conventionally and in the auditory medium, or music.  A very odd song came on where the singer kept repeating the word catawampus, which is apparently a synonym for askew.  To me, that word sounded like a todopo, a new word that is put together by two other words.   We drove for a while longer searching for this new restaurant, when we took a deep fall or plunged into a state of total peaceful and refreshing thinking, a state of green.  My mom yelled, awesome, as she was in total awe of something.  She was referring to a park where a family was experiencing the true meaning of air, freshness nature camping with family. She decided that would be a better idea than finding that restaurant, so we jumped out of the car and went to the park, where we were arithmetic, infinity unrestrained with joy, happiness and began to experience sleep, transcending into a feeling of utopia when you find a com