American life

Saturday mornings people go to the mall and spend their morning and part of their afternoon shopping.
The road is clear. Not too many cars. Not too much traffic. It is a joy to drive.
At home music can play loudly.
At the movies people quiet down when the film starts.
People are not allowed to smoke in public places.
Choosing a comfortable outfit is not a problem.
Writing is not a crime.
Speaking is not wrong.
Dreaming is allowed.
Success exists.
Freedom is a word.
Love is a reality.

Elle

The first thing I think about when I wake up is coffee. I love the smell, but I mostly love the comfort it provides. It makes me forget what is happening in the outside world. It makes me feel okay. It reminds me that I am alive and that I have a lot to be thankful for.

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  1. hairofthedawg
    July 27, 2003 at 1:16 pm

    I think that’s what I like most about your writing, the way you remind me not to take the freedom I have for granted. I don’t live in America, but when I visit my friends and family, I do take the things you wrote for granted. Everyone everywhere should and it saddens me that they don’t. We’re working on that.
    I disagree on the driving…the San Fernando Valley, or practically anywhere in LA, can be a mess at times. A lot of other places as well.
    Disagree on love as well..I don’t think that can be taken away. Perhaps how it is expressed…at least in public.
    cheers,
    Dick

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