Riding the MAX with Amish people

Today feels like an especially amazing day. My cousin’s wife is giving birth at this very moment. I also just rode the MAX with 4 Amish folks which made me see the city in an entirely different light. I saw every imperfection, every bit of freedom (or what we see as freedom), and every weird example of control or lack of control. I felt apologetic and I felt lucky at the same time. I saw every short skirt, every hangover, and every weird advertisement promising happiness. I saw junkies and yuppies in the same category of people juxtaposed against the Amish family that was quietly gawking out the window. I thought about Jane’s Addiction for some reason. I thought about Texas. I thought about military strongmen. And I thought a lot about self-control. I felt a little bit like I was on acid.