La Mer (personal blog post)
I was feeling particularly despotic and lethargic the other day. I got up, unable to even collect my thoughts. It was about 6 in the evening, and the sun was still blazing. I asked for the car keys from my mother, told her I was going to the park, she obliged and handed them to me. I got in the car and started driving. And I just drove. I drove northward on I-45. I drove while listening to some jams here and there, then I drove silently, as I reflected. I drove while having one of my many arguments in my head with whatever thought up party of my imagining, and then I drive silently - completely - not thinking about anything at all. I drove, and I drove, staying northward, until I couldn't drive anymore. Until I was in "the sea" of the great Texas plains. That part of Texas out there, so far removed from civilization, it's so dark that it seemingly glows with a vivid darkness that is inexplicable to describe. That is why I call it the sea. I ended up at some ho-dunk ...