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seamless like my skin

February 7, 2010

night driving with a good soundtrack may very well be one of my favorite things to do. it’s right up there with washing my hands and watching old disney movies on you-tube [did you know you could do that?].
the other night, it was me and barclay and the beatles, and barclay’s dad was driving [barclay’s dad loves the beatles, cribbage, and Christmas music]. the guys were in the front, talking in late pm voices. i was sprawled out in the back seat, playing the window like a piano with my right hand.
that sort of thing drives me nuts when other people do it.
but i do it.
“we’re sgt. pepper’s lonely hearts club band, we hope you will enjoy the show…”
i closed my eyes. the car sped smoothly along on the highway. i felt us hit a bump and jerk sideways.
we were suddenly straddling the road and the grassy ditch. i kept my eyes closed. i was indifferent. we could drive in the ditch if we felt like it, i thought.
i felt the tickle in the pit of my stomach as we plunged over the edge.
i smiled.
we crashed through somebody’s fence. through a child’s carefully constructed snowman. through a doghouse.
to be honest, i don’t know what became of the dog.
a few more yards. a flower bed here, a lawn chair there, possibly even a person or two. but we didn’t slow.
we gained so much speed that we left the ground and just doodled around the sky for a few minutes in the krause’s little blue matrix.
then we returned to the road, because that is where good people drive.
i opened my eyes and studied the cityscape.
and thought about how seamless the transition is sometimes–that is, the one between when you’re awake and when you’re not.

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5 Comments leave one →
  1. February 10, 2010 4:25 am

    haha justine… šŸ™‚

  2. February 10, 2010 3:44 am

    Except for the fact that Marty DOES own a flying car. Oops. Perhaps I've said too much.

  3. February 9, 2010 2:51 am

    and i am telling the truth. i'm not trying to deceive anyone into thinking marty owns a flying car. šŸ™‚

  4. February 9, 2010 2:50 am

    oh jen.
    read the last line again. and again. “the transition between when i'm awake, and when i'm not.”

  5. February 9, 2010 12:48 am

    See?!? It's these kind of posts where I'm like…”What? Did that really happen?” You always say you tell the truth. Were you sleeping? Dreaming? I'm confused and I feel dumb that I'm confused!!!

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