walls fall and towers of babble rise.

i wanted to get to pebble beach this morning but there were hundreds and hundreds of crazy people running and yelling and the waves crushing against the sea wall and sections of pavement were collapsed and caves gaped below us. i wanted to get a stone for ann's garden so we continued, concrete platforms canted this way and that and i had to lift mister four times. they built this nasty new road right next to the highway because some rich bastard gifted it, with cars going seventy deathly miles an hour and the old road, the bike path disintegrating by the disintegrating sea wall and i thought how wrong headed how stupid thoughtless and heedless are humans. we build a new road as one crumbles and the sea rises and the whole thing is just crazy, and as the whole whacky enterprise is crazy, people just go crazy and run like mad in a marathon of madness.