(no subject)
It struck me last night...
at nine o'clock at night, after passing a rather nasty wreck on the interstate...
I was pouring speed on, squealing my tires, and in general pushing the limits of the car.
Flying around blind curves, thrown against my seat belt at speeds in excess of 85mph on city streets, smelling the sweet smell of burning fuels...
and at ten o'clock
I was ironing a work shirt
and at seven, I was working.
I'm old
at nine o'clock at night, after passing a rather nasty wreck on the interstate...
I was pouring speed on, squealing my tires, and in general pushing the limits of the car.
Flying around blind curves, thrown against my seat belt at speeds in excess of 85mph on city streets, smelling the sweet smell of burning fuels...
and at ten o'clock
I was ironing a work shirt
and at seven, I was working.
I'm old