Waste
Stage 09: "Headlights on the Highway"
Y'ever been out late at night ridin' 'long the highway and see a bunch of lights from oncoming traffic spillin' over the horizon? Makes you feel kinda peaceful, don't it? It would, you stupid fuck. Cars make me sick……
I remember, as a kid-- well, not s'much a young kid. I was teenaged at the time-- Dad an' me would go take rides up an' down the highway, good ol' South 141. He'd have the radio on some soft rock station (He liked th' easy listenin' stuff) and a big smile on his face, kinda grizzled and never clean-shaven. I'd just be enjoyin' the night ride, not carin' where we were headed, looking' on at all the pretty headlights on the other side of the road. Not so memorable lookin' at it from a dirty city bus...
It ain't often we get out during the night. We had a few dollars left from the last odd job, so we went out for some burgers. That was a little while ago. It's about 9:45 now an' we're the only ones on the bus. Guldo has to have th' window seat, as usual. I just get stuck sitting with Berter. I love 'im and all, but he always falls asleep on the way home! And it's not that far, either! He's worse than a kid, I tell ya! At least their small enough to tolerate but we're talkin' a guy who's twice my size and weight here..! Never mind that he's got a window on his other side that's just begging to be leaned against… Anyway, Ginyu's content to sit by himself--he likes his personal space, I guess. He's been my buddy since I was 10, y'know. I'd always go over his house and play Nintendo, Mega Man 2 was our favorite. We've done just about everything two straight young men can do with each other: smoked our first cigarettes together, got into our first bar fight together, got arrested together… It's kinda silly, yeah? Me, as an adult, still idolizing my best friend like this? I dunno. Don't care, really.
There's a lot o' traffic out tonight. Kinda strange for this day and age but maybe it's a sign thing're lookin' up. I hear we might be goin' t' war, too. That'll give the economy a good kick in the ass t' get goin'... Maybe we'll even find a few job openings not too long from now. All I know is every little bit helps, even if we've gotta bomb the hell out of some foreign country to get it.
Heh. I remember about the Gulf War an' Desert Storm an' all that back in the day. I was 15 and dumb ol' Sauza wanted to join the Marines. Dad wasn't tryin' to hear that, though. 'No son o' mine is gonna ship off and die in some desert nation! Screw our country!' Ha ha ha... That was Dad, all right. I didn't really care about the war, so long as it didn't come home. People tend to be like that. As long as they're not affected, they go on not thinkin' about it, which is one of the reasons why I hate rich people so damned much... Well, enough of that. We're home now and I'm tired. I'm just gonna keep livin' my life and maybe, in the end, it won't have been such a waste after all...
G'night. See you when I see you.
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