My little adventure... (The I-70 highway)

[dwim]

By the time I spent a dollar on a mountain dew at a coffeehouse, leaving me with five bucks in the wallet, I realized that the car is in big trouble. It hesistated to get up to speed and it stalled a couple times at a red light and a stop sign. It felt embarrassing to have cars behind me wanting to get on with their lives and I'm blocking their way. I'm a hundred miles from home where it can be fixed. Five dollars in my wallet. So I made a collect call to home and tried to explain it to them, stressing that I cannot trust the car to last until Saturday morning when all my week responsibilities are over with. After a couple hours, I got their blessing to get home after work.
At work, I asked for five dollars but nobody had it. I watched some guys play basketball, thinking how I am going to do it. I have about a quarter tank of gas left. Then I realized the one answer: It had to be done. That is all there is to life, it had to be done. So I left work with every intent to get home. It was about 5 o'clock eastern time in the morning.
So I went to the nearest gas station and I was feeling blessed already because the gas was cheaper than yesterday. It was the day that the governor ordered the gas taxes to be taken off the price. So I threw all the five dollars in the tank and was feeling relieved when it got to half a tank.
The car was cooperating well until I had to take a detour and when I got on the exit to get to I-70, I realized it was starting to slow down and was having trouble to get it up to speed. Worse was the up and down of this stretch of I-70... it slows down on the up and speed up just a little on the down just to do it all over again on the next rise. It was here when I realized that I had just kissed the five dollars goodbye, it was back down to a quarter tank and I'm not even out of Indianapolis yet. So when I finally got on straight away with Indianapolis behind me, I was seriously questioning my sanity.
So I got the radio going loud and it barely even cutting out the sound of the car. I got close to Richmond knowing that I'll never get past Richmond and into Ohio without a little bit more money so I pulled into a rest stop.
I hung around there debating asking for money from a complete stranger. Then there was this one guy, something was so familiar about him and somehow, I just knew. When I explained the situation to him and how I needed five dollars, he hesistated a little bit. "Ask one of those truckers for a ride and they'll take you in there." I stressed that i am trying to get the car home, not leave it at the rest area. After a few moments, he finally gave me five dollars. "You don't do drugs do ya?" No. "You better not be lyin' to me and here's a card." He took a card out of his wallet and gave me a religious themed card. "You remember that and get your way to the Lord." Sure sure ok thanks man.
I got off the next exit and threw that five into the gas tank along with 15 cents I've found in the car. I was celebrating a little bit when I finally got into Ohio, seeing that blue bow that marks the entrance into Ohio over I-70. I figured I'll just keep going until whatever happens, vainly hoping it would be enough to get to Fairborn at least.
It ran out of gas when I went past I-75, about two hours regular drive from Indianapolis, thirty minutes drive from where I wanted to be. I took the gas can out of my car and started walking to the next exit, thinking it not too far to have call my mom and then I'll be helped. No sooner had I walked a few steps when a guy in a pickup truck stopped ahead of me, giving me a ride. He was coming back from the airport and the next exit was where he was getting off to get home. He realized that I was broke and let me have a couple dollars worth of gas in the gas tank.
I walked back and saw a cop car going by. I just kept walking and looking straight ahead. He didn't bother me. I walked right past some sort of construction going on off the road. When I put what was in the gas can, I started thinking that I'll get home after all.
When I got off I-675, I realized that I am in Fairborn, I might just make it. So I was cruising down my favorite road to drive, Trebein Road when I realized I went right past thed road that leads to my sister's house. No sooner did I think, "I'm going to make it all the way!" The car ran out of gas again. Fortunately, I was able to pull into this neighborhood where they're building new houses and started walking to my sister house. Once again, I had the gas can in my hand so a van stopped to pick me up. This guy works as a barber, which reminded that I needed my hair cut. My hair was long at this time and it was getting on my nerves.
Hemissed the road that leads to my sister house but at least, he dropped me off where I can have a shorter distance to walk.
It was still early in the morning, about nine when i knocked on my sister's door but nobody answered. I walked back a few blocks to the convenient station and made a call to my mom's house and nobody answered. Again, I walked back to my sister house and knocked again. No answer. So I sat down near the side door in the sun which is already getting hot. It ook off my shoes, socks, and my t-shirt. I left on an a-shirt, and my jeans. I sat there for about an hour and a half, just thinking about how far I had come and how it is almost over.
The neighbor across the street got worried and woke my sister up who didn't know me from her description. After been told that I am just sitting there, she peeked out and realized it was me. Her jaws just dropped in surprise.
I asked for water. Two glasses of water, a cold can of pop, and a cup of coffee is what she gave me. Plenty of fluids for which I am grateful. She called my mom where she worked and she came out to pick me up.
By this time, I was feeling happy. When I started out, the whole idea of this trip seems so scary. But when I realized it was over, there was a feeling of joy that I cannot describe. When I finally got in bed that afternoon, I saw my cat begging to be petted. I fell asleep knowing that everything will be fine.

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There's loneliness in the radios...

[Branflakes]

Nice.

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Branflakes, the ninja lesbian milk getter.
The one called "brain".
I stare at the grace of this magnificent place.
"Please, kiss me before I die."

[dwim]

It really happened. That what made it so special to me. I thought I'd write it and tell about it. I hesitated because I thought it'll be too much like Jack K then I htought screw that and just sat down and wrote it out. Still rough there. But I'll work on it for a few days - rewrite here and there - put in stuff I forgot and boom presto FICTION!
I think... Hell I just make it up as I go along.