4.03.2009

filler, baby.

i just drove down ocean parkway blasting 'your favorite weapon' from my speakers and singing at the top of my lungs - and it was the greatest feeling ever. it's liberating, you know, singing your heart out to emptiness, to nobody, to the night sky and the cool air. it frees the mind. i immediately felt relieved, like nothing could bring me down. for the duration of 12 amazing tracks i was a rockstar. i drove through an intense fog and the only thing that kept me grounded in reality was the smell of the ocean, almost thick with low tide - you know, when you can taste the jellyfish in your mouth if you breathe in really deep. this is what home is to me - a three lane highway leading to a lighted monument that symbolizes the beaches of southern new york, the smells of summer wafting in through air conditioning vents even though it's still cold enough to leave the dial in the heat section, and good old long island bred brand new.

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