would someone like to go for a drive with me?
we would grab our sweaters and climb into my little mini van. buckle up, its the law. i would let you pick out the cd and put it in the cd player. it might take you a while to find something to listen too, i have a lot of choices. if you couldnt find anything, i would probably want you to put in something fun to listen to, like socail distortion or sex pistols or the misfits.
i would turn the key and start the engine. i would put the car in gear and head out.
its cold outside right now, so i would turn on the heater. after it gets heated up, i open the window a crack. i love the fresh air... the wind blowing, mixing with the dry hot air inside of the car. eventully, we put our hoods on and roll down the windows all the way. the heater is turned on full blast, so we have cold air and hot air blowing in our faces, and its heaven. we stick our hands out the windows and fly them through the air as we speed down the road.
eventully we would stop at a convience store of some sort. go inside, get something to drink, a bag of chips, use the restroom, fill up the car with gasoline...
i would ask you if you wanted a turn to drive. and you would say yes, so i get in the passenger seat. its been a long time since ive been in the passenger seat of my car, since its been a long time since ive had another responsible driver with me on a trip. about a year, in fact. i would sit back in my seat and enjoy the drive. i would probably pick out something different to listen to.
its calmer now, the windows are up and the heater is on low. we could talk. talk about anything and nothing. our schedules are completly free, so we would drive for hours. destination? anywhere far from here. as long as it took us a couple of hours to get there. i would look out the window and watch things as we drove... i might see things like three tires sitting on the side of the road... i might see a green balloon in the foliage on the side of the freeway... i might notice a rabbit in someones front yard or a giant bronze horse in the front of a building. maybe i would see a little girl walking by herself slowly with her head down, behind a group of other, more popular looking children... children who probably go to school with her, but would never aknowlege her presence in or out of school... or maybe i would just see other cars and fields of crops or orchards of trees.
when we got somewhere, we would stop and have lunch or dinner. we could walk around and see things... maybe talk to new people, learn new things. we would find somewhere to sit and just sit there. sitting still for hours in one place is one of my favorite things to do. we could sit there, looking around. seeing things, noticing things, small things, little things...
and when we felt like it was time, we would get back into my car and drive home.
i would drop you off at your house and you would go inside. then i would drive home myself and go inside and go to bed. and i would have dreams of our car trip. of our drive...
we would grab our sweaters and climb into my little mini van. buckle up, its the law. i would let you pick out the cd and put it in the cd player. it might take you a while to find something to listen too, i have a lot of choices. if you couldnt find anything, i would probably want you to put in something fun to listen to, like socail distortion or sex pistols or the misfits.
i would turn the key and start the engine. i would put the car in gear and head out.
its cold outside right now, so i would turn on the heater. after it gets heated up, i open the window a crack. i love the fresh air... the wind blowing, mixing with the dry hot air inside of the car. eventully, we put our hoods on and roll down the windows all the way. the heater is turned on full blast, so we have cold air and hot air blowing in our faces, and its heaven. we stick our hands out the windows and fly them through the air as we speed down the road.
eventully we would stop at a convience store of some sort. go inside, get something to drink, a bag of chips, use the restroom, fill up the car with gasoline...
i would ask you if you wanted a turn to drive. and you would say yes, so i get in the passenger seat. its been a long time since ive been in the passenger seat of my car, since its been a long time since ive had another responsible driver with me on a trip. about a year, in fact. i would sit back in my seat and enjoy the drive. i would probably pick out something different to listen to.
its calmer now, the windows are up and the heater is on low. we could talk. talk about anything and nothing. our schedules are completly free, so we would drive for hours. destination? anywhere far from here. as long as it took us a couple of hours to get there. i would look out the window and watch things as we drove... i might see things like three tires sitting on the side of the road... i might see a green balloon in the foliage on the side of the freeway... i might notice a rabbit in someones front yard or a giant bronze horse in the front of a building. maybe i would see a little girl walking by herself slowly with her head down, behind a group of other, more popular looking children... children who probably go to school with her, but would never aknowlege her presence in or out of school... or maybe i would just see other cars and fields of crops or orchards of trees.
when we got somewhere, we would stop and have lunch or dinner. we could walk around and see things... maybe talk to new people, learn new things. we would find somewhere to sit and just sit there. sitting still for hours in one place is one of my favorite things to do. we could sit there, looking around. seeing things, noticing things, small things, little things...
and when we felt like it was time, we would get back into my car and drive home.
i would drop you off at your house and you would go inside. then i would drive home myself and go inside and go to bed. and i would have dreams of our car trip. of our drive...
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