The Sunday Night Shitshow

 
I took this picture in San Diego 

San Diego

San Diego….

Life back home in DC is giving me the blues.  Tomorrow, start time is 8am so that means I have to wake up around 6. Wtf.  So the weekly Sunday Night Bluesapalooza is in rare form.  It’s like Counting Crowes hit the stage and everybody’s coming down. Tomorrow is Monday.   

What a bummer. 

The cage of being dependent on a paycheck chips away the edges of my soul.

Dramatic enough?   My commute is an hour each way on a good day.  But now that the sun goes down earlier,  DC drivers suffer from temporary blindness, much as they do when the sun is actually shining.  

Tip:  if you live in the DC area, including Maryland and Virginia, don’t spend 2 1/2 weeks in California.   And especially not immediately before daylight savings time tick tocks it’s dirty hands all over life.  Because, it’s actually psychologically painful to come from obliviously sunny hippie land to this hellhole of ladder climbing office workers, competing before they even reach the cubicle!    Let me tell you about my commute. 

I fight my way out of the neighborhood complex and onto the main road.  The line of BMWs and Audis are merciless. They don’t even pretend to  see the navy blue beauty of my Jeep Wrangler off to the left, or feel her desperation.  Sue.  Her name is Sue, and she’s loads of fun, especially in the summertime months.   Luxury sedans are cushy, but riding w/ the top down enhances the driver’s happiness and mainlines Vitamin D.  

  
But in the meantime,

Its’s November and Sue is all zipped up and feeling suffocated.  Morning Rush hour traffic begins at 6 am and ends around 10, evening rush hour is approximately 3pm to 7pm.  Lately, every commute has been a traffic jam.  I drive to a crappy area in Maryland, 10 mins from the heart of DC.  There’s no scenery unless you really get off on standard maple and oak trees.  The air is cold and damp and did I mention less sun?   

  Pics from Los Angeles BY 79sparrows:   
Every Sunday night, a feeling of dread grasps me and won’t let go.   I feel it now. 7:26pm.  Right in my chest.  It’s anxiety, it’s the Sunday night Shitshow and it’s LIVE.

So if you are dealing the Winter aka Mother Nature’s “time of the year” , I’d like to extend a double dose of sunshine your way.  Put on your favorite pair of flip flops and close your eyes.  Not yet.  Look at these pics I captured on my trip down the PCH.  God bless.

   
    
    
 

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