I walked down city creek in the blinding light and realized I that it had been some time since I had seen the early morning. I didn't bother to take the white slip of paper off from my windshield

And I thought about the successful offspring of the Pakistani cab driver.

I really am American. Lazy. Apathetic. Spoiled.

Then I realized how drunk I still was

So I turned up the radio and drove as fast as I could.