“Think of all the fun that I’ve missed; Think of all the fellas I could have kissed; next year could be just as good, if you ch-” Eartha Kitt went silent as Dex took his key from the ignition. I had been awake for a few minutes now. In truth, I only drifted off for a short nap, but I had been quiet since we left the party. I was leaned against the car door, stuffie held in my left arm and my shoulder slumped against the window. I watched the lights of the city as we flew by at a surprisingly steady clip. Most people would be home by now, but no city ever truly slept. I must have fallen asleep before the bridge though. As new to the city as we were, I still wasn’t used to it. I felt so little driving across the bay bridge back to Oakland, appropriate enough all things considered. It was breathtaking if you could ignore the hundreds of other drivers all around you and just be in the moment. I wonder how I would feel if I ever had reason to cross the Golden Gate?
And to all in Goodnites Scene 3
