There isn't much too report. Uber and Lyft dominated, with taxi filling in the gaps. It has been almost a year since I've provided any kind of transportation services, December 2023 being the last month, that being my Uber experiment and not taxi. This being my birthday, I would have worked it as I always did. Christmas too was a good day not to work, my positive sentiments concerning that holiday long vanished since my divorce in 1987. As many might remember, I took a number of cab rides last year in Europe and Asia Minor, and in January of this year in Mexico, a total of three rides. Taxi will always remain part of my essential soul and self, the experience tattooed upon my brain and psyche, which probably explains last night's dream, amusing because it starts off in Seattle and ends up in New Mexico. No, I didn't dream of the kind of magical ride I always hoped for though missed having in my 35 plus years beneath the toplight. This dream started in downtown Seattle, taking a group of elderly tourists up to a museum located on a desert mountain pass. It was my favorite kind of fare, asked to keep the meter running while they strolled through the museum. Though telling my passengers a little about taxi reality, that was it, the dream ended, having I suppose left my fare stranded on the mountain. Hopefully they found their way back down. I could say more but for today I will go with less, only saying hello to damn taxi in my dreams.
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