lamenotlame

this weekend E and I saw a man working on his car. The car was a brown hatchback from the seventies, and if he was a car, he'd be that one. There was a bucket already full and catching more (transmission?) fluid. He smoked while he worked. This morning the car was surrounded by two firetrucks and a towtruck. A woman in her bathrobe stood at the curb. I didn't get a glimpse of the car.
wonder how that story fills in.
I thought this song couldn't have more good vibes than it already does. Then I spent the weekend dancing to it with E