No Car = No Rock

I just had to turn down a ticket to see Buddy Guy tonight… because I don’t have a car. Other reasons not having ready transport lacks merit: depending on people for rides, not being able to go to the movies by myself, not being able to go shopping by myself, and not being able to leave my house except on foot on bike or on skateboard. I’m sure there are more… but i’m still pretty broken up over the Buddy Guy thing.

All that to say… it’s really not that bad. I can breathe… i’m happy.