Random THought
I like to drive alone at night. If I got a little buzz on. The way I look out into the darkness unflinching and unafraid of what lies ahead of me. Just driving on. I get in tune with almost anything on the radio and become one with the music and the road simultaneously. Every turn matches up with the bend of the guitar and every bump on the bridge is in sync with the beat. I’m just breathing and enjoying every breath and draw off of my cigarette. As much as I wish that there were someone in the left bucket seat enjoying the night air with me, I enjoy flying solo sometimes. Everything’s smooth as long as I’m not going anywhere in particular or a destination with few expectations. I have too many expectations as it is. There’s the trick, no expectations.