August 6, 2019
Reflections on the trek were few
as Davey had lots of driving to do.
Getting home late would not be fantastic
if they entered a spate of stop-and-go traffic.
During the cruise up the mind-numbingly long I-(censored) stretch, Davey H still couldn’t shake the obsessive pessimism regarding our species-wide petro-intensive existence. He waxed philosophical thus: “how long can this petroleum gravy train continue? I mean, come on! We are collectively and absolutely GUZZLING this stuff at an unprecedented rate!”
Watching and being immersed in the 4, 5, 6 or more lanes of cars, trucks, buses and the occasional motorcycle,