Oh man, I was just amazingly close to getting a speeding ticket. I just turned a corner at a red light and started flooring it because I was like a minute from home and it’s Friday and I wanted to reach my destination in less than a minute. So I started flooring it and there’s this motorcycle cop sitting at the next corner just trying to pull people over. And he pointed his gun right at me from like a half a block away and I was like shit. So I hit the mute button on my radio cause it was blasting like mad and I braked, probably too suddenly, but whatever. And I think when I passed him I was going like 41 in a 35. But I broke from like 45 and I was so close to going 55 if I didn’t catch him in time. That’s the closest I’ve been and I don’t wanna get any closer. I hear those radar guns give you cancer.

What I’m listening to: Silence