Parking / No Parking
It's the early days of spring. You've just come home from a tiring day at work. Time for relaxing a bit, contemplating on today's lessons in life; you'd wish. The phone rings, you're told you have to be somewhere else...There's no escape.
So, you go,
do what you have to do,
and now it's late in the night
you're driving home really tired...
traffic lights are blinking yellow...
one more turn...
You've reached your street. You are there...
Turning your head around doesn't help.
Disappointment.
No bloody parking space.
You drive around the block,
and round and round, muttering,
cursing your luck...
As you move to the next block
you see an empty spot!
Alas...
Wrenched and helpless you stand and watch that white Toyota surging in from the corner; flashing the alarm lights; stealing tonight's last hope of rest and comfort.
Time passes... Even though the car clock is digital, you can actually feel the ticks and the tacks violently breaking into your brain cells, squashing every bit of your soul to an ugly pulp. It's so darn annoying being the only stressed living thing in the calm of the neighborhood...
Now, a nervous wreck, your mind races through all the choices you've made today. I should have taken a bloody cab... What if I'd gone faster... gone past a few reds? Why did I say YES? What if I'd been prudent and hadn't answered the phone?
The Endless Urban Madness! I should probably leave it there, let fate decide if I am to sleep peacefully tonight... let's just work harder tomorrow and not go out after - maybe this will earn me the right for that wife and that dog ;)
-A true story with not-so-subtle references to Alain Resnais' rather mediocre movie Smoking/No smoking, 1993.
So, you go,do what you have to do,
and now it's late in the night
you're driving home really tired...
traffic lights are blinking yellow...
one more turn...
You've reached your street. You are there...
Turning your head around doesn't help.
Disappointment.
No bloody parking space.
You drive around the block,
and round and round, muttering,
cursing your luck...
As you move to the next block
you see an empty spot!
Alas...
Wrenched and helpless you stand and watch that white Toyota surging in from the corner; flashing the alarm lights; stealing tonight's last hope of rest and comfort.
Time passes... Even though the car clock is digital, you can actually feel the ticks and the tacks violently breaking into your brain cells, squashing every bit of your soul to an ugly pulp. It's so darn annoying being the only stressed living thing in the calm of the neighborhood...
Now, a nervous wreck, your mind races through all the choices you've made today. I should have taken a bloody cab... What if I'd gone faster... gone past a few reds? Why did I say YES? What if I'd been prudent and hadn't answered the phone?
Minutes go by...the questions are becoming harder and harder to answer...
Why don't I ride a bike? or even better buy a Smart - 4 wheels are usually better than 2... I should have rented my own private parking space... Heck, why did I choose to live here in the first place? ...
Where's my big country house with the garage? The wife? The dog?
Why don't I ride a bike? or even better buy a Smart - 4 wheels are usually better than 2... I should have rented my own private parking space... Heck, why did I choose to live here in the first place? ...
Where's my big country house with the garage? The wife? The dog?
The Endless Urban Madness! I should probably leave it there, let fate decide if I am to sleep peacefully tonight... let's just work harder tomorrow and not go out after - maybe this will earn me the right for that wife and that dog ;)-A true story with not-so-subtle references to Alain Resnais' rather mediocre movie Smoking/No smoking, 1993.
0 Comments »
Post a Comment