Weekends usually feel too short or simply way too long. This weekend not surely, mostly time is just hovering there out of sight and mind. Funny how lack of sleep clouds your judgment and thought processes for that matter. Road trips however, are a different matter. The open road and music blaring from the stereo as you fly down the highway, truly a wonderful inspiring experience. You forget how open and vast parts of the country are. The midwest rolls back into itself as the trees, rocks and asphalt zoom by. Coming home is also just one small part of the journey.
In a world of mayhem and chaos it's always nice to know there is a slushee waiting for you somewhere. Artificial flavors and colors of cola and cherry all swirled together in a brain freezing concoction. It's even better when enjoying said beverage a large SUV flies by at something under the speed of sound. The truly entertaining part is on great occasions you may happen to catch the happy locks of some happy person bobbing up and down upon the lap of some gentleman. The reverse is rarely a site you catch but this weekend my eye did spy the clambering of a hot little male all over some elated chica. A new love so blind and at ninety miles an hour blind to their surroundings. Does one wax and wane nostalgia about past conquests nah but it's still fun to see and reminisce.
Coming into work I pass by this bank, nothing unusual there. A woman gets out of her car and starts to walk in. Again nothing unusual but then a thought enters my head. She has on one of those woman's tank top things and my head starts thinking. She thinks that top looks really cute and that it makes her good looking. Guys are probably going to look at her and dream nasty thoughts of pearl necklaces and other Russ Meyer based delights. Ain't life grand.
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