June 12th, 2008

devil inside

the freeway? at night?

Last night, just about the time i should have been thinking of going to bed, Charles called me and talked me into meeting him and our friend Jesse at a bar in Norco.

No big deal, except that he had the car and i had the motorcycle. I've been on the freeway twice before, for very short trips.

That was the most harrowing 27 miles of my life. It was also more fun than I should be allowed to have, my heart pounding all the way there. I made it there alive, which was more than I expected.