Walking down to the taco truck today, I came across a dream:
I would very much enjoy being the owner and operator of this vehicle.
The realization that if I weren't a smoker/recovering alchie, I would be able to afford my fantasy ride (has been since high school) verged on enlightening, but mostly felt like remorse.
Here's where I spent another part of my day:
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
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