One more thing and the cruise

You know, I really dont think Bonnie is really that different. I think she is just at a point where she is readjusting. I think she is the same, just less naive and less open to the world. She's learned alot about the world in a short amount of time, and it really did change her. It corrupted her.
The other day when I was with Bonnie we took my truck to the courthouse. I have an old chevy rat rod truck. Everybody tells me its me, and you know what, I really feel like me when I'm driving it. It always puts a smile on my face. I think its every hot rodders dream to soak up the sun, enjoy the day, and cruise in the car with your sweetheart ridin' shotgun. If that's heaven then I want to go now. She hopped right in the cab, and asked if it was ok to smoke. I said hell yeah, thinking about how many times I've blazed up in that truck. So here I was cruising down the main strip in my ole 65 chevy with my girl riding next to me, chatting and listening to the longest Green Day song ever, Jesus of Suburbia. So far that was the greatest cruise I've ever had, and I did feel like I was in heaven. I could see at one point that she was crying, but she looked so amazing when she rolled down the window and let her hair down. I almost felt like she belonged in that truck as much as I did. I just wish it wasnt on the drive to the courthouse to file for divorce. Someone summed up the whole cruise in one perfect word, bittersweet.