Standing on the sidelines at a road race. People are crossing in front of cars. There are also scooters on the course. Some race guy comes up to me with a book about brakes. I look at the map to see where we are. We have to leave and I try to fold the map and crumple it instead.
I’m at home. Look next door and there’s a band practicing. Lendie L is drumming on a shell and not with the band. They take a break and I walk over to see her. We ug and kiss. A lot. She gained a little weight. I look over and see a cool bass and think about asking if they need a bass player.
My exciting life, this place