Nick Drake - Poor Boy
I decided to drive in a series of ill-timed events, leaving her to navigate the stretch of streets that manages to unwind in mess of pavement and angst.
Angst cubed.
LA has an ability to wrap you in her arms just as violently as she vomits you on the sticky sweet pavement. Today was one of those days. A bi-polar land mass with a manic middle class - and we’re no better than anyone.
That’s what interstates do en masse’ they humble you and remind you of exactly where you fall in the pecking order of wealth, location, and mobility. Us geeks lean on technology and blogging and short form everything to get us OURS - a piece of the good life, or just a plot of land to call our own - whether that be IRL or via a URL.
Finally making it to the stretch of land LA county has deemed permissible to set fire to - we heave piles of logs into the pit and watch them burn.
I managed to relax for a little while.
It was a pleasant Valentine’s day with friends.
