Overwhelming Apathy

We sat in the car while it rained. Eating pizza-flavored Combos for breakfast at a service plaza on the New Jersey turnpike. Lamenting the words I forgot mid-song. No one even noticed.

Homeless with cash in pocket ain't so bad, since we always return to homes. But these solo tours-- I hate them! Hanging around horny, surrounded by strangers... What a creep.

I'm going to buy a power generator with the bread from this tour, so I'm prepared next time the power goes out for a week. So while I'm busy being ignored, a steel generator is waiting for me to take him home.