When I was a child, we would drive by the most exotic place I could imagine – exotic for Tulsa, Oklahoma anyway. I had no idea what went on in there, even when I was old enough to know that it was a bar. It was called the Green Dragon Lounge and on the outside wall, the Green Dragon followed me as I stared out the car window.
Even when the door was open, all I could see was darkness with a few lights and people. What in the world was going on in that interesting place? By the time I was old enough to go inside, it was gone and only the memory stayed with me.
I found this photo of the dragon and it all came back to me. I’m imagining myself as a little girl, staring out the back window of the car, watching for it to appear and then following it as we passed. I never asked my parents. I quietly imagined and wondered.
Sometimes in life, having an imagination is better than the reality.
