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driving with your eyes closed

night-driving_100327864_mI was at a cookout two weekends ago with friends. After stuffing ourselves, we sat around the deck in the fading light talking about ‘stuff’. One of those conversations which amble as people pick up a thread and adds something to it.

Jane talked of her family road trip across the West, seeing such sites Yosemite, the Petrified Forest and Grand Canyon. Late one night, as they entered the northern part of Texas, no cars around. No real light to speak of either, except for their headlights. Jane said, “Black night, black cow, 75 mph.”

ar134477590799741The crash was so fast, there was barely any reaction in the car. It spun. All the airbags popped. The cow flew up in the air, and as the car was turning, the bovine hit the car again on the back seat panel where her son and a friend were. Jane, “Saw the surprised look on the cow’s face. I can still see those eye today.” The car, totaled, skidded to a stop along side of the road. “I have no idea how we landed upright, on the median and not on the other side of the highway.”

The called 911, but the police didn’t come. After all, it was in the middle of the night in the boondocks. The police / sheriff were probably on their coffee break. To their good fortune, a tow truck saw the accident as he was coming up behind them and stopped. They were able to hitch a ride into a town with one small motel to stay for the night. The nearest car rental was 100 miles away. The tow truck driver was willing to take her husband to pick up a vehicle. Then then drove the rest of the way home.

I must admit, as the title indicates, I’ve driven with my eyes closed for more than a few seconds in my life. I blame Don Henley’s song of the name as this blog title on the Building the Perfect Beast album. I

This has probably happened to you at some speed.

This has probably happened to you at some speed.

memorized after becoming entranced by the, “Boys of Summer,” song. A few times for a second or two in my reckless youth, I closed my eyes while driving. A few times during depressive bouts, I admit, I’ve done it for longer. There is a certain thrill to the loss of control as seconds tick, but it’s not really worth it.. I do NOT recommend this. Ever. I don’t practice as a way to deal with depression anymore.

You’re drivin’ with your eyes closed
You’re gonna hit somethin’
But that’s the way it goes

Whether driving with your eyes closed or in the dead of night with them wide open, an obstacle or a black cow in the dark of night cannot be avoided. This happens to all of us. Shit happens. There is no getting around it. Sometimes it’s from our own poor decisions. Sometimes it’s just gonna happen anyway. With good fortune, we can deal. Other times, there will be someone in our lives or a stranger we’ve met who can help us pick up the pieces and move on.

seasoned roadie,


Don Henley – Drivin’ With Your Eyes Closed Lyrics
I met a Frenchman in a field last night
He was out there with an easel, painting carnival light
He said, I used to paint the princess; I used to paint the frogs
Now I paint moustaches on dangerous dogs
He said, Sometimes it’s a country; sometimes it’s a girl
You know, everybody got to have a purpose in this world
You Yankees are so silly about matters of the heart
Don’t you know that women are the only works of art

You’re drivin’ with your eyes closed
You’re drivin’ with your eyes closed
You’re drivin’ with your eyes closed
You’re gonna hit somethin’
But that’s the way it goes

Some guys were born to Rimbaud
Some guys breath Baudelaire
Some guys just got to go and put their rockets everywhere
You can breed ’em by the thousands; you can trick and you can train
Just look at all those poor dogs that are dragged down by the Seine
How many arrows must I shoot into the blue?
Ah, you little maniac, I’m crazy over you
Before The Death of Lovers and The Punishment of Pride
Let’s go scrape across the terrazzo
It’s just too hot outside

You’re drivin’ with your eyes closed
You’re drivin’ with your eyes closed
You’re drivin’ with your eyes closed
You’re gonna hit somethin’
But that’s the way it goes

Talk talk, talk and talk
Talk talk, sweet talk
Talk talk, tough talk
Talk talk, dirty talk
Talk talk, walk and talk
Talk talk, big talk
Talk talk, baby talk
Kiss kiss kiss

Talk talk, talk and talk
Talk talk, smooth talk
Talk talk, body talk
Talk talk, back talk
Talk talk, small talk
Talk talk, baby talk
Talk talk, peace talk
Talk talk, bullshit


3 comments on “driving with your eyes closed

  1. Rory
    September 22, 2015

    A close friend’s brother hit a cow in his low-profile car. He was going probably 60, and he had no idea there was a cow there until he was trapped in his car. His shifting hand was impaled by the shift-stick, He had to be extricated, then his hand was repaired over the course of many hours of surgery. He lived, but it was gruesome. I’m glad your friend is okay.


  2. zooey
    September 22, 2015

    Thanks. They ended up buying another car pic the same kind…not sure what kind…but it’s construction left them with nothing but a few bruises and since scratches from the glass.


    • Rory
      September 25, 2015

      They were lucky. Or blessed. Probably a bit of both. I’m glad I don’t live in cattle country any more.


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