Blackout

I woke up this morning to the sun's rays on my face. And by that I mean it more closely resembled a flamethrower melting my skin and burning my eyeballs.

The other day, I was scoping out a place to park behind a shopping plaza, but a car was occupying the best curb-side spot (I like to cook on curbs). Upon closer examination, there were blankets, t-shirts, and all sorts of other things covering every inch of window space inside the car. I knew someone was camping out in their car like me.

At the time I felt like it was a little revealing. I think any reasonable person, looking at a car blacked out from inside like that, would know someone was living out of their vehicle.

Fuck those people. I'm going to get some sun shades today.