this morning #1002.

this morning, from the back of the car, it was super hard to hear what they were talking about up in the front seat. i guess it was ok. i wasn’t exactly up for conversation anyhow. listening to driving blues blasting from the radio at an extreme volume is fine for now. i gave my mind over to that & stared out the window, watched the tall trees shoot past as we sped down the interstate. so many trees packed in tight all the way up on both sides. no end in sight. i sure could use a smoke. not sure if that’s kosher in this car though. don’t feel like asking quite yet. i can wait for the next stop. one of them will have to pee soon enough. until then, i’ll just take in nature at 75 MPH.