andrew, i wanna come to a train hopping when the spring comes.
2 nights ago, i had a dream like this.
peter sutherland’s assistant phoned me that he was going to work in west coast for 5 months and he was there already. my good swedish friend niklas moller jumped on the car and he was already driving to the west with me. (i can’t drive)
a long straight road. a long gray straight concrete road and a yellow nearly perfect line. (i like a combination of yellow and gray together) the road lasted forever but soon enough i saw a horizon and a huge blue sky ahead of us. and i thought “ah- this is the west coast! ”
then suddenly niklas made a u-turn and said let’s go back to the east. and we did.
i wanna get a drivers license.
if you were driving this would never happen. youd drive past the east coast and over the ocean and past tokyo and end up taking photos of bearded babies in india.
i think.
then i would keep going to reach the arabic countries and smoke a pot with skinny bearded guys and talk about the politics.