wedding speeches

18 hours there, 18 back. going back is always harder unless it's home. at a toll booth in chicago, the lady at the manual booth was asleep when i pulled up. it was early in the morning and there was no one before me or behind me. i considered my options, to wait until she awoke, to wake her, to run the toll booth like any good action flick. she awoke before i decided to bust through the barricade. toll booth workers, gas station attendants, small town highway stop hotel/restaurant working locals, what do they know of love? enough to keep working. i'm not the type of person that should be giving wedding speeches.