I drove back through a glass minefield. It was so unexpected. I was trying my best to keep my head balanced and my eyes slanted closed just the right amount. I got distracted by the car next to me and suddenly found my self in a rattle of brittle glass, shreds and pieces strewn on the highway like gravel.

I spent 32 dollars today on some nifty shit and smoked joints throughout the day. Shit man, a good Sunday should be just like this. In bed and warm, nice and stoned, in a fuzzy sweater.