when harper and i flew back from seattle tonight and got to the car, we had a flat tire. i was just about to call roadside assistance when a guy, who looked not unlike the marlboro man, walked up to help us out. as he changed the tire he told me about how his mother moves around the country too much and how he banged his middle finger while fixing his motorcycle last week. "gonna loose this nail" he said, not meaning to flip me off. it took him one cigarette and three swear words to get the spare on tight. harper was doing chinese fire drills around the car, screaming "i want a burrito, i want a burrito..." not exactly what i thought the night would hold, but an interesting wrinkle in time, nonetheless.
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