Sep 262002
God, I hate the suburbs. After work today, I drove a friend to get his car from the repair shop. On the way back, I somehow got turned around and could not find my way back to the highway. All I saw was a vast wasteland of car dealerships, strip malls, and bad chain restaurants. I finally found my way and fled back into the comforting arms of the city.
I heard a clip of T.S. Eliot reading “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” on the radio today. Something about that poem really speaks to me, especially this part:
Do I dare
Disturb the universe?
In a minute there is time
For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.
Peace,
Mark
