car rides.
I love driving my car... Wether its a hot day and im bumping some LL and acting super cool leaning back checking out others equally as cool doing similar things. Or when Im jamming to my Alanis with sarah driving down 95 with the windows wide open and screaming loudly bc we know & love all the words. or when Britt and I jam to Brand New coming out of her ipod as we emphazise the words that mean most to us. Or when me, mike & Jonas chill out and listen to phish and think of last summer. or when Im alone on rainy nights being super malodramatic listening to dashboard and how each and every song off of swiss army romance means something to me in some way. Tonight from the span from sarah's apartment to my house, i went from being cynically depressed to content to even smiling as the lighting lit up the sky and I thought about how crazy it is to be 20. and how terrible it feels to be cynical and worried and stressed and lonely. and then i thought about how great it feels to be free and young and optimistic. Everyone feels bad for themselves sometimes and everyone secretly sometimes looks in the mirror and thinks, wow im hot shit. and i really think that you can be independent, and happy but still be lonely and long for someone to add that extra feeling to your life. some one to be intense with and make memories with. and have the ability to know that they know what to do to make you feel better on the days when you just want to hide under the covers. and when you are not cuddling with that person, knowing that when you wake up in the morning and think of them... they are waking with the same thoughts of you with a smile on their face. I have never been a hopeless romantic, but the thought of it sure is nice. No matter what the occasion, positive or negative... a good car ride can hit the spot - not to mention that a good car ride may inspire to write a completely random livejournal entry.
quote me on that...