i really like this for some unkown reason
It was the perfect stargazing van. A 1991 Toyota Previa with a huge back window, which looked like a panorama when you put down the seats and laid down looking up through it.
But then, it was also the perfect stargazing night. Dan, Jon and I had driven out to our super-secret location-- a spot along an unfinished road parallel to Highway 6, about halfway between Baylor and Aggieland. No lights, no houses, no moon. Just stars-- thousands of them.
We had been listening to our usual mix of insomniac music... most of it I don’t remember. Until it came on: the song that burned that night forever into our minds.
Sometimes I think that is what makes our life into a whole. Pieces, fragments of moments and music and faces and places like still photographs... and that one phrase that captures your exact feeling, just right.
But then, it was also the perfect stargazing night. Dan, Jon and I had driven out to our super-secret location-- a spot along an unfinished road parallel to Highway 6, about halfway between Baylor and Aggieland. No lights, no houses, no moon. Just stars-- thousands of them.
We had been listening to our usual mix of insomniac music... most of it I don’t remember. Until it came on: the song that burned that night forever into our minds.
Sometimes I think that is what makes our life into a whole. Pieces, fragments of moments and music and faces and places like still photographs... and that one phrase that captures your exact feeling, just right.