Sometimes

sometimes time is more like a liquid than a measurement, more like water or syrup than light. Yesterday I was behind a car in traffic that was, I am pretty sure, the same car I was behind the night before on the same street going the same direction. So I felt like I waws a player in a play being reshot in the day. TAKE TWO!
I was hanging out in 2038 a little yesterday. I was at a bakery coop arts collective. You could go in and make a cake to express your innermost feelings and ideas through flour yeast water sugar spices etc. I made a cake about peoples feeling to connect to eachother and how that feeling sometimes conflicts with our desire to be free and unrestrained. It was an orange cake with a chocolate base and enui frosting.