Posted: January 23, 2008 in Musings
If life was a long drive to somewhere or anywhere but here, I would be in an old rickety Isuzu pick-up truck or in a fragile Kia (a car like my friend Amy owns that has broken doorknobs and noisy windshield wiper) traveling at 60kph on David Lynch’s lost highway, not knowing where home is. It is a somnambulist’s journey–you and me going on like this, not even a question like “where are are you going? where have you been?” Just moving on, going and going, staring at the straight, narrow and desolate road ahead.

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