The subaru that I am inheriting is older than my dad said it was by two years and 30k miles, so I've just added another vehicle that's got an expiration date into my driveway w leased jeep. If I can get the car all the way home illegally and in one piece, of course. Thankfully, my brother in law could spend an hour last night pairing its "smart screen" (looks like atari level tech) to sirius x m so I can have cowboys helping me stay vertical for the time being. But what IF, just for shits and giggles, I imagine that THE HORIZON IS LOOKING FOR ME 👀. I think that means living in time that's not just "for the time being" which is the kinda time I have been living in for .... well, a long time now. Though I do appreciate having gobs of any kinda time, which is far better than being out of time, I'm getting a bit impatient with "the time being".
My mother can live in magic time. Time that she can create with her mind both future and past. So I'm gonna show her pictures of girl trucks until one materializes in the driveway. If that works, the possibilities might be endless ...
song, hell the whole soundtrack, TBD
