Radio in the car

So, my CD player in my car needs to be cleaned and I've been listening to the radio more lately, like today, for example, while I "ran some errands" (I remember hearing that expression as a kid and being perplexed, and also the feeling of hassle that came with it. I, however, enjoyed getting things accomplished today.) Maybe the half-dream I woke up in this morning foreshadowed the programs I listened to today. I had some imagery in my head about being in a small room with no light, or just a tiny crack at the top of the ceiling which might let some light in. Just the suggestion was enough to set a certain taste in my mouth, of dread of "solitary confinement." After the jovial end of "Car Talk" and the Bob Edward's show (which featured a book and documentary about Eisenhower and war, among other things) I listened to a Radio Netherlands interview with Omer Goldman and felt, well, kind of spellbound and impressed. It is different from my life thus far. I am friends with some people who have been arrested, tear-gassed, at protests, etc. That does not describe anything that has happened to me, but I am not completely disconnected from activism.