Chase Bank Parking Lot = New Lovers Lane?

Walking home from train to my building about 20min ago slightly inebriated, i decided to focus on the simple things that i overlook on a daily basis. Like the street signs that glisten in the glow from the rain and traffic lights, or the Dunkin Donuts late night pick up window dude, or the oasis that is the Chase bank parking lot.

I pass it every day but never really take a good look. It is quite gorgeous in the glare of the streetlights. Little bushes in different shades of green surround it. Smooth pavement. A space behind the bank (part of the drive thru of the bank.) It intrigued me. I wanted to know more. Better yet, i wanted to make out.

It was a strange feeling to feel. Passing by something so long and out of nowhere you feel its potential sexuality. I wasn't attracted to the bank or the bank parking lot itself, but rather the idea of fooling around in that space.

I settled for a quickie iPhone picture. But one day, one special day (preferably night) I will have my way with someone in that parking lot...and that parking lot will in turn have its way with me.