Oak Park, IL is distracting

It’s so distracting to be in Oak Park, il. The traffic going so slow you can read a book while you drive. The pretentious neighbors who cannot wait to tell you how the world should be viewed and how silly you are if you have a slightly different view. I forget to write altogether or in the timetable that I wish to proceed the writing process with. The whole thing is like a clusterfuck, everything that you have planned, becomes dust in the wind. Even all the energy that you may have had is sucked away like this village is some sort of mythological mermaid, using it’s beauty to suck you in and then dashing you against the rocks of oak park’s harsh reality.

Then you sit in your place at night, wondering how you are dealing with this shit. Possibly could this be karma or if it’s just a bunch of mean-spirited people who present themselves as a gift to God’s green earth and you were just too hoodwinked to see the truth. Again it’s great the state is legalizing marijuana because a lot of us need it or a lot of alcohol to deal with the mind-numbing state of this village.

Hopefully I don’t get pulled over driving home one of these days because the vacant look in my eyes is not from drugs it’s from the soul draining enterprise of existing in Oak park, IL that has created it.

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