Tuesday, August 24, 2010

penciled plans





24 August 2010: 12:00PM

[sic]

Sitting in the living room watching It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia, I’m mustering the courage to leave LA. In the driveway sits my steed, a borrowed 1998 silver Honda Accord. I’ve wanted to have left for a week now, but it's intimidating leaving LA; the city devours like a black hole on the Pacific shore, slurping up the world’s attention. I don’t even know if I can drive on the freeway… I never have here. In fact, I’ve driven little more than 30 minutes in this city in my entire life (in my defense I’m not from here).

Still, I haven’t consistently driven a car for the past 7 years, living in Hawaii and Europe my transport has consisted of a moped and biped (that last one is to say, my feet).

It’s about noon and I don’t have the registration for the car, but, fuck it. If I don’t leave now I risk losing another day of America.


No comments:

Post a Comment