love, kate

you're shopping for a new car. paying extra special attention to car commercials, browsing used car ads in the newspaper, asking trusted friends for advice on what make and model to go with.

you decide on an SUV. you decide on an SUV because... i don't know. because you convince yourself that one of these days you'll go off-roading when in actuality you'll drive your new car to the supermarket and back and that's it. because you're a parent but you're too proud to bite the bullet and buy a mini-van. because you're a fucking jerk. like i said, i don't know.

but whatever your reasons, you decide on an SUV. you decide on an SUV, knowing full well that SUVs are designed to drive over rough terrain. we've all seen the commercials. and i'm not an expert, but my guess is that a car that can scale a fucking mountainside can handle what weather.com describes as a "rain shower."

WHY, THEN, ARE YOU DRIVING 15 MPH BELOW THE SPEED LIMIT? JUST TO HURT ME?

(nataliedee.com)

p.s. two years ago today i was just arriving in japan for my year-long homestay, unsure as to what to expect and hopeful that pat and i would someday be together again after all was said and done.

(we were, but that's beside the point.)