down the road a ways

friday i embarked once again on a 1000 mile journey. filled up my tank, threw some items in the back seat of my car, and left early friday morning for home. the drive is always interesting. i find myself in a trance during much of the time. with 15 hours in the car alone what else is there to do?

the music is a story itself. starting off with some thought-provoking oldies, mixed with a little radiohead, and a heapful of rolling stones. 6 hours later it's time for something more upbeat. how about some passion pit and hot chip, and loots of ghostland. mmhmm. thats what i'm talking about. i do love jamming in my car. until 12 hours have past. and the temptation of pulling over gets more and more prevalent. little animals are now scurrying throughout the ditches as the night progresses. they stop and stare when the car passes them. and i stare right back. hoping that they choose to stay put, do not run out in front of my car! i do not have quick enough motor skills at this point guys! but then i drive right past a deer carcass. and realize that they can be little fuckers.

what do people think about? i mean, like typically throughout the day? i feel i have not much going on in my head. i find it frustrating, irritating, annoying. i have nothing to think about! no strong opinions about anything. except for you! dammit.

currently listening:

"bluish" by animal collective. amazing.

i'm getting lost in your cuuuuuurls...