-Daniel Cuevas
Willy-pg 27
I am so tired, I do not know how I even made it home in one peace. I could not concentrate on the road and I do not know why. My mind kept wandering off. The view was beautiful and I would get lost in the landscape and start dreaming. Then I would come back into reality and almost be off the road. I could not drive normally. There is something wrong with me, I do not know what, this is very strange. I know that it is not my vision because I can see everything. Lately, I have been experiencing some strange thoughts. Thoughts I have never had before. What could be causing these strange thoughts?
Man, this kid, its unbelievable that he still can not make a decent dollar. That lazy Biff, he is 34 years old and still does not know what to do with is life. How can he find what he wants to do on a farm? What kind of life is that? How can Biff find a life on a farm, just how? Maybe, Biff just needs more time. Maybe he will just start out later in life, just like Thomas Edison.
Eighty thousand miles. Can you believe that. The dealers face was so funny when I told him that the Chevy had eighty thousand miles. Ahh, do i remember those days. Those days are really strong memories for me. Oh how Biff used to care for that car.
Linda keeps telling me to tell Howard that I have to work in New York. Tomorrow I will.
These apartments are killing me. Who in their right state of mind would get rid of all the trees and replace them with those filthy people littered apartments. There is no space to park anymore, the whole block is filled with cars. Apartments should be illegal. Because of all these people this country is going to ruin. That is why there is so much competition.
