1956 pontiac safari wagon
this one is far from perfect, but it’s a perfectly fine car.
i love the crustiness of the paint, the imperfections all over. the beat to hell ornament. i wonder if it still lights up?
i think it fits in with the surroundings far better than the perfectly shiny impala to the side there. oh it’s difficult to choose one over the other.
i’m enjoying the gloom outside the window. more rain coming. i’m bundled up and feeling sleepy, but it’s too early for bed. i guess i’ll watch some random television until a more proper time to sleep. back to the grind tomorrow, at least for half a day. we’ll see if i’m feeling up to a full day of work yet.
still coughing up some bitter lung butter.