some guy pulled out in front of me and i thought about how therapeutic honking the horn would be, which triggered me to remember of how when we lived in durham my mom would let me honk the horn of our astro van whenever we got back to our apartment complex. i got so much joy out of it, and she got so much joy out of seeing me happy. i was like 2 or 3 at the time. man, i miss those times. i think my mom does, too.
-ratha, 3:05pm, 3.23.17