Do you enjoy going places late at night? The feel of the swaying movement, side to side, like you’re in the womb once again? And every so often, you near a bright beacon of humanity, some circled letter advertising refined, liquid fossils, to engage in the ‘dump and pump’ as the kids csll it? The lights are brighter than this, washing everything out and casting a multitude of shadows over the gross smoothly paved surface. God forbid you face off from a nother living soul and exchange goods for services, or services for goods, depending on your perspective. Li minimal space, oh how I love you. Take me back to those nights, when I did not know. Carry me forward, oh chariot of steel and combustion. Take me to new places to meet new people do new things find new joy. I need a road trip soon

Phone doodle with my finger on some random pixel app ><