I’ve never shared this before.
I’m 48. I was a huge Pink Floyd fan as a kid. Significant, I think, because I was 10 years too young for them, in a sense.
I was about 20 years old (so ca. 1993), and stoned as could be. Normal for me.
I was heading down 93S, not sure exactly where, but between the NH border and Boston. It was dusk, and there was some kind of road work going on. There was an endless line of construction and police vehicles setting up to do the work. So it seemed like for several miles yellow and blue flashing lights.
Traffic wasn’t too heavy, but enough that with the work we were slowed to- I don’t know- maybe 20 mph, but not stop and go. A nice easy roll.
I was driving my 78 Buick Electra. A car I miss to this day.
At some point before I reached this construction zone, “One of These Days” by Pink Floyd came on the radio. Please understand- this is the only time I can ever recall hearing that song on the radio. Based on my habits at the time, this had to be either WZLX or WBCN.
Being stoned, hearing that song (which I absolutely adore to this day), and seeing those lines of flashing lights was absolutely sublime. It was amazing. I rolled through that work zone in a trance. My girlfriend at the time was with me and I vaguely remember her looking at me and talking to me- I just needed to be in that moment. I’ve remembered it to this day, and I will go to my grave reveling in that moment. It was probably 30 seconds, but it felt like an eternity.
I’d give anything to go back to that moment. I’m late career and I’ve been successful. I haven’t smoked pot in decades. But I want that moment back.
Thanks for listening. Anyone else have a moment like that?