PureVolume

starting on wheels faster than before, weeks move like minutes while days are lifetimes. strange, but looking forward to things bring them too soon when looking back and halt each moment in anticipation for the next. washington dc brought a snowstorm that did justice to wisconsin interpretations of the winter and a $250 parking ticket for Cedarwell (snow emergency parking. interestingly, we could not see the sign posting the warning as it was covered by the very snow which it warned of). our next day we had off (a popular gift in this section of our touring) and went to the dmv of all dmvs in our nations capitol; winding labyrinths to elevators and doors and glossy stale hallways eventually led us to possible forgiveness. a room packed with violators hoping for the same grace or with elaborate tales of innocence/ignorance. i laugh at the two words so close to each other and make them closer through a flip of the finger and faith in mechanics to show the similarity i never saw. showing things we never saw is important, i hope. so after filling out a few forms our number (51) was called and sent to a room to defend our case. our judge looked worn from a day of more imagination and youthful whines than sworn oaths should warrant. i sat across an immense table and told our tale while the holder of our financial fate ed the keyboard like hail on hollow stones. i finished my plea quickly and answered the questions without much decoration. it is hard to speak under pressure. with a terse and controlled tone the judge recited our offenses and fines. i shifted in my seat the way when you know you are about to get punched in the face and my mind slipped into thinking about things i would never actually do. then i caught some phrases about wisconsin and first offense and out of town which ended with the good news that the fine would be dismissed. on wisconsin! i was surprised at my happiness; everything looked brighter and fluid. perception is weird. in other news, we slept in our car and held a child barely a month old. the are both recommended-life-changing-experiences.

tender leaves stick/ dried leaves crumble/ touch is minute and dangerous.



erik of Cedarwell