Suburbia is not my cup of tea,
Lost in suburbia. Trip and twist your ankle. Walk to far. Squint at curving streets looping around artfully leading you back where you began – or is it? Is that the cul-de-sac I’m looking for? Lost in suburbia again. For the second time in as many continents.
A woman stopped me on the street to ask if I was lost. Sadly it was 20 minutes before I was lost. When I was actually lost, and finally able to find someone to ask for help from, he had no idea where I was going – “All I can tell you is, it’s not this way,”, he said pointing to his house. Later I found that he was standing not 2 blocks from where I was going. 2 blocks in the direction he told me not to go. 4 blocks in the direction I did go.
Suburbia… the Latin word for Where-The-Hell-Am-I-Now?!?!?!?
Conjugations
- Suburbi-oh?
- Suburbi-oh-oh
- Suburbi-oh-no
- Suburbi-oh-crap
- Suburbi-oh-man
- Surburbi-oh-come-on!
