I am in my hometown. It's hot and I get to spend the week rummaging through my parent's stuff, scrounging up things to take back with me in hopes of trying to make life more comfortable.
It's pretty darn comfortable, though. I miss my apartment, even the way the upstairs neighbor plays obnoxiously loud country music at all hours while her two dogs run back and forth and back and forth.
Actually, I don't miss that at all.
I remembered that I don't really like driving for long distances. I wouldn't mind it so much if nothing would impede my forward progress, but unfortunately, that just doesn't happen. There are other cars out there, man. Other cars with other drivers who go different speeds from my own. I don't mind when people pass me, but I hate when I'm just about to pass another car and then someone else is in the passing lane going at a speed that just isn't fast enough to pass the first car quickly and then I have to slow down.
Reading that makes me realize that I am spoiled like whoa.
Other Lives--Tamer Animals
I heard this and another song, For 12, today on NPR's World Cafe. I really liked it, so I hope other people do, too.
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