Live Fast Die Last.

Im glad there are numerous traffic instigating detours and arsons that slow down my car racing its path to destruction. I gladly accept any deliverance from a path chosen from me. When you are going somewhere you never gone before and take the wrong turn what is the first thing you do? You turn down your radio. But for one i dont listen to the radio, and i wouldn't turn music down as im comfortable about where it is this car takes me. I should reconsider but its rare that my gas indicator is on the east side of the Mississippi, and im drinking a slurpee out of my sippy cup, leaving one hand to the steering column in with assistance from the knees.  Last night I could have saved a man from getting his first D.U.I.  but i was asleep, impartial to danger. He got his wake up call as today i got a little insight about getting a DUI ticket...People that get DUI's are people that knew they had it coming.

I reflect on my life as well as my younger brother whom with the help of genetics is the beneficiary of my new California Drivers Licence. I want to revoke it but I know the kid is smart. You never know though. I learned a lesson today, and thats dont drink and drive. And i may never learn a lesson but i repeat: Dont drink and drive. Thats my FWord. I will pray for you and  you will one day be happy that this happened to you. Ill be there to help you reconstruct that life that you always wanted as finalize my own life.

In Townhouse 286. I call it the house the lust built. You call it the PantyDropper. it is located right behind the transportation center of Fullerton. The same place that a homeless man was beaten to his death by the  City of Fullerton's Finest.  Transportation taking you to places that you want to go. Destinations or Halfway. You can go Home or come back, we are always welcoming. I just hope that you understand that you have options as to where you want to proceed and that the residents of Townhouse 286 like you are very primordial in our careers. We can take the take the bus, train, surfliner. We can fly as fast as aviation can regulate. I definitely prefer walking. I pose walking because you can see and sense everything there is to see, and kinda soak it all in.

Being 4 hours away from Las Vegas you really see the beauty of Southern California. That 4 hour duration can commiserate conversation in a car headed 80 miles an hour with every seat-belt fastened. The Grown up driver is always conscious of the cars temperature as they fleet the cajon pass. You can rent a car and that may solve your reservations and take your attention away from the temperature.  Being 300 miles or  4 hours away is a great thing because it is just enough for me to plan something else and forgo that weekend. I have Las Vegas Fantasies, but I want a life of Health and Vitality. Once you hit barstow though you are waist deep into your commute and it is hard to do anything but move north.  You see that 4 hours is not enough time for me to figure it out. You cant think on that 8 hours drive to get back so your back to where to you started. 

You want it all. Its so appealing to be in the Moment, Yet I fantasize about 5 years from now. Its tough for me to write it out but i see the foreshadowing everywhere. I should be praying, even when it seems easy, waking up and staring at the ceiling. I see the opportunities in front of me that I Have to capitalize on. Last Thursday night i was asleep at 11:30pm hoping that I would catch some Rapid Eye Movement. In reality I could have stayed up with you and prevented you from your DUI. As much as I cant look at you in your face I have to tell you that this DUI will put your whole Life into perspective its these horrible things that you have to cherish and love. Good things will come weather you deserve it or not, you are blessed with the accessible. Yeah i still park my car as far as I can, because Id rather you not know what Im driving. I drive that shit till the indicator hits E because I like the feeling. I have live fast tendencies but through writing and thinking I keep in mind what i want to see, have, feel, and most importantly be in 5, 10 years from now.  I don't want a DUI but I wonder what areas would improve because of my Stupidity. Something HAS to improve, its just how compensation works. When you have your eyes closed for a measurable amount of time your senses have to compensate for your eyelids. I have some farfetched ambitions to get to the moon but I'm constantly detoured. If this internship turns into the Job it should turn into then I ponder If Vegas turns into a 1 hour flight with conversations with strangers, and suites instead of tuscany suites, with bottle service instead of lines, its going to take some work but even then the motivation is as pure as a themed casino itself. Very fancy and decorated but if you look behind the allure of Las Vegas, every hotel is all the same, the odds are comparible, and the slot machines are run by computers.  I would say take this day by day and I agree to some short term Sacrifices (SacriVices) in favor of things later.  I just hope you never ask me the wrong Questions.

Heaven or Las Vegas?