The whole time I was in Ct I noticed that it felt different. The vibe wasn't the same although I couldn't put my finger on why. I cruised the Preston back counrty roads driving my dads 77 El Camino listening to Classic Rock on the Wolf (although now its 102.3 and not 104.7). Sick of driving and nowhere to go turned into lounging on the couch a few ativan deep (restless legs). I spaced out with my dog watching Snoopy Come Home and had a laid back awakening. Nothing had changed.
My same friends (minus Collins, Daniel) were standing around the same bar drinking Guinness.
Borders was still operating as the black hole for my wallet.
You can still see all the stars at night.
Its still fucking cold out.
You're still a liar.
Rob Guess is still picking Billy Idol's eyes without a face as number one jukebox pick.
Melissa's closet still looks as organized as the gap.
If nothing had changed...I must be different.
Am I "Miami"? Happy? Sad? Indifferent? Focused? unmedicated? realizing my dreams? living in a dream world? blogging? without internet? cooler now that I have an iphone? less cool now that I have an iphone?
Fucked up over expectations. Dude next to me in the internet cafe smells like straight up cigarette smoke. I can't believe I used to smoke. gross. I want one. The other dude next to me was on the real world. I said hi.
Impala.
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