Monday, March 07, 2005

Walking to the train this morning I had to stop and wait to cross the street. Based on the distance the nearest car was to me I typically would have crossed, but the car was weaving all over the road, and I didn't want to risk being hit by a crazy drunk. As the car neared I realized that it was a white limo in poor repair. The limo slowed and then stopped directly in front of me. The window rolled down. A sleazy overgrown frat boy leaned out and slurred, "you need a cab?" I politely declined and thanked the good lord for public transportation.

If that had been a dream, what would it symbolize?

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