And this: If you live above the freeway, and you’re tired, and you miss your exit because you’re thinking about ab-so-lootely nothing, you get to see your house go by for the first time. That’s so exciting you almost miss the next exit.
And then, if you’re really super-cool like me, you back into your parking space, thinking you’re all hot because you got it in so tight next to the wooden post and then realize there’s no way in hell you’re ever going to get out the door, but you try anyway and almost break the window with your stomach and have to crawl backwards out the passenger door over the two bags of books and the mop.
Just so you know.
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