Woken up from a mid-evening nap to drive home a friend, my head is slushy and blurred. It's completely dark out already, and as we're driving down towards the waterfront, we roll down the windows. The fishy smell, tinged with exhaust and the city's own smells fill up the car & I struggle to keep my eyes open. Traffic lights stretch out into streaks of yellow and red, matching Feelin' Good, which my cd player started up on. Nodding my head against exhaustion, I try to forget the quickest way home so that I can drive longer through this dream state; slow enough through the traffic that awakeness seems superfluous.