A Stretch of Road

Between Montreal and Plattsburgh, NY is one of them Interstates you Americans are so proud of, called I-87.

For one reason or another, there’s a stretch of that road that my life seems to revolve around, in way or another. I’ve driven that road so often over the last 20 years, that it’s unsurprising, but as I drove home yesterday, the frequency of important events that involved that road weighed on me.

Family, friends, career. I thought about it all yesterday, and was transported back and forth through time, revisiting key moments of my existence.

Then I ran out of gas.

Moral of this little tale? Every now and then, get your head out of your own arse and look at the fucking fuel gauge.

-Because I Can.

Quote of the Day

“Stop laughing and bring me some fucking gas”
– Ryan Sohmer