The City That Never Sleeps

My evening went as follows:
Hid out in my bedroom watching SNL skits as my mother taught her cooking class
When all of her students left, I emerged and finally had my "dinner" and watched my mother beat up a perfectly harmless batch of dough. She threw that thing on the tabble and punched its little lights out before it had the time to even think about getting a little stale on the outside. When I asked her why she was man handling the dough she told me "I'm just knocking out the air bubbles" When I asked her why air bubbles were bad she told me that airless (is that a word?) bread is denser and more solid. So as I watched her roll out the dough my awkward little mind went to work analyzing how this could compare to life. And I came up with "Life is like bread" We begin as a mix of ingredients and as life goes on we begin shaping into a dough which then is beaten by trials and tests that in a sense knock the air bubbles out of us to become denser (in a good way) and more solid loaves of bread. And the sadistic baker beating all these bubbles out of us is ourselves because ultimately trials can make or break us but we have to decide to conquer them.
Later my mother asked me to deposit some cheacks for her and it was about 9:30pm. So I went to Sun Community ATM in Imperial and as I was driving there I started thinking about how empty Imperial was at night. I only saw a few cars and only a couple people walking. And then it accured to me that Imperial is always like that. On my way back from the bank, I began wondering if I liked being in the city that always sleeps and at first I wasn't conclusive, but then a total douche was riding on my rear out of no where! It was then that I decided that I could never handle being a big city. Could you imagine me in constant traffic? I mean traffic like on the streets, on the sidewalk, and in rooms. So much energy would make me go cat-in-sack! So, as I aproached the stop sign I slowed rapidly and then stopped for a full 5 seconds- 2 full seconds beyond the driver's ed recomendation- ya know, just to be beezy and then we went our seperate ways and I was again in the luxery of being the only one I was aware of.