My roommate has just come back from vacation, and no one thought to drive her car around for the 11 days she was gone. Seeing how her car is dead, I was woken up and told she needed a ride to work...in 15 minutes.
There is something energizing about a 2 hour early morning drive where there's nothing to keep you awake apart from the sounds of the Stones blaring full blast out of the speakers, and a constant stream of nicotine pouring through your lungs and into your bloodstream.
This is how I started my day, in true weird, unplanned fashion. I have a good feeling for the rest of this strange day.
almost_missed:
Haha that's an interesting way to start of the day. Kinda reminds me of the scene where the driver is in his little car flat cap and coat with fingerless gloves, delivering the "package" to where it is wanted, in the middle of the woods haha
