tred the tires, ignor the noise....
it was time to go to the airport. she'd be coming in at 12:00. we got into the car, and he turned the music up so loud, i could feel the bass vibrating my bones. we drove. it was so nice to sit and say nothing. we weren't talking, we weren't arguing. it was the old jordan...the one i love/hate. it was so nice to listen. he turned to me and smiled his wide-eyed grin. the one that reeks of mischievious intent. i love that smile. me, jordan, and the open road, taking the world on one road sign at a time...