The back roads at night.

[fabulist]

With a rental car still in my possession, at least for another day and change, and sleep still just out of reach, I decided to take definitive action and go nowhere in particular.

“One album or two?” asked my imaginary friend, drifting out of memory and reminding me of our old means of regulating time spent on fruitless journeys.

One, I think. Itʼs

Comments

[ravenfeather]

How wonderful! I used to spend HOURS making mix tapes for me, and I would group them in mood, or energy, so no matter what I was feeling, I had an entire tape to support that. Driving nowhere just to pass time was also one of my favorite night time activities.

This angle on imaginary friends has opened a door that I have been searching for, for some time.

Thank you for all of this.

"what an ashtray"

[skander]

Christian Rockin' God Praise Thee for Thy Lengthy Narratives Of Splendid Quality In a Time of Facebook and Tumblr and Other Micro Blogging Outlets.

What a wonderful read. Thank you.