do you ever long for your old commute?

kurt

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01 mar 2007 :: 09:12pm

now i know what it must be like to be emo:

i feel a wistfulness in my soul as i stare at the map of rush hour los angeles traffic. i miss her. somehow, that image reawakens a yearning for the struggle, the time when the search was all that mattered. sure i knew that we were wrong for each other and i cursed her out for her shortcomings, especially the way that she treated the other men. somedays i thought that if i could just find the right path, we would be okay. other days i fought with her all the way home.

la traffic on google maps

nowadays, working from home, i only take the car out a couple times a week. a tank of gas lasts at least a month. the podcasts pile up.

sigh.

of course on the other hand, i can walk over to the fridge right now and grab a beer. oh wait… what's that in my hand right now?