labrujah

When I was a kid, it was torturous lengthy road trips with the folks including trying to share motel rooms with my loudly snoring dad and nonstop bickering. Then there was a middle time of being too young to drive myself but taking off with shady local characters, friends of friends, the older guy from the record store etc. to Lollapaloozas and furtive, highly secret trips to visit big cities or once, a very special boy.
Finally I had my own car, a big lavender boat-of-car, which I steered to beaches, mountain aeries, boys' houses in general, past the giant peach and everywhere.

This summer I've been here mostly. The last two summers too, but I suppose I was working and going to rooftops and didn't notice so much. Last weekend

jenslinky & I took off on the open road and I got to drive a lot and it was lovely, it was nice like flying and freedom and all the other things we know it's like.

Next weekend too, we're going to drive by falling-down farmhouses and eat popsicles and splash around in rivers.
But tomorrow I have to go see about a job.