I'm nostalgic about American freeway exits the same way I'm nostalgic about New Order songs. When I drive past familiar exits at 70mph, I'm reminded of how I felt when I used to take each exit. Eldridge Parkway in Houston reminds me of the first apartment I lived in the US and the anxious ball I used to feel in my stomach when I took it on the way back home from work, ruminating on how little money I had. Holly Hall st, again in Houston, reminds me of my ex and the anticipation I felt when I knew I was really close to getting to her place.
#15 Ode to Freeway Exits
#15 Ode to Freeway Exits
#15 Ode to Freeway Exits
I'm nostalgic about American freeway exits the same way I'm nostalgic about New Order songs. When I drive past familiar exits at 70mph, I'm reminded of how I felt when I used to take each exit. Eldridge Parkway in Houston reminds me of the first apartment I lived in the US and the anxious ball I used to feel in my stomach when I took it on the way back home from work, ruminating on how little money I had. Holly Hall st, again in Houston, reminds me of my ex and the anticipation I felt when I knew I was really close to getting to her place.