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The skies are blinking at me. I see a storm bubbling up from the sea.

Night Drive s.o.c.

closer

The drive from my house to Berkeley or San Francisco is 45 minutes each way without traffic. I think this is the perfect amount of time. Long enough so that you can listen to a decent amount of music and think about lots of things, but not long enough to tire. Before gas prices went crizznazy, I used to make this drive on a weeknight all the time, just for kicks. Sometimes I wouldn't even get out of the car once I got up there. I'd just turn around and come straight back. Recently, a string of events has me headed northerly quite often, and I am enjoying the drives.

What I thought about coming home last night:

costumes for a puppy dog, I should stop being so paranoid, I really wish I had a crystal geyser lime sparkling water, there's a couple that I know who seem remarkably unsuited for each other and yet it seems to work, it's too bad all the tshirts at the Stars show were grossface, what happened to my two sticks of long gum, I've been chewing so much gum lately and it makes my jaw hurt, actually right now these shoes hurt and I can feel little teeny blisters forming all on the balls of my feet, do I like ice cream or not like ice cream and how come I can't tell?, right now I don't like it because I can't imagine ever being hungry ever again, I still really like david sedaris but think he's lost a bit of his funny, seriously I only want to eat oranges and celery soup this week or maybe loquat soup, wait what exactly is a loquat again?, something terrible happened to me a few years ago and I haven't thought about it in forever why am I thinking of it now? I guess the fact that the thought brings only a dull ache rather than a knife twist through the heart is something to actually feel good about, I wonder if my sister is making good use of her camera, I want to take some pictures of the taiwanese tea, and

oh this is a great song, jesus louiseus is this ever a dark, moody, cool, sexytimes, awesome song:

Closer - Kings of Leon (I listened to it on repeat almost the whole way)

Comments

this is a great post, dude.

i am not a huge KoL fan but you are making me give them another chance. this song? sounds a LOT like Eddie Vedder to me. in a good way.

Thank you, yo :) And I'm so glad to hear you're giving them another chance! I am quite smitten with them.

late night drives always relax me, too. i think they're just about the best way to let your stream of consciousness run its course.

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