Driving
So, I’m driving along the this highway, see. It’s mid-day on a gray afternoon and there’s no traffic. I am really cruising. Nice car and a smooth ride. Got to be making good time. No cops, no traffic, no curves, everything is smooth sailing, and I am sitting there wondering where the hell am I going. I know I’m moving fast in a direction, but really where the hell am I going? When I woke up this morning I had no plans to get on the highway. Matter of fact, I thought I might like to take a stroll out by the creek out back. Sit down and enjoy the smell of the damp leaves. Instead I am on the highway, making good time, getting to where I need to go. I am starting to question this trip. Why am I going, going, going, gone? when I don’t even want to go? Wouldn’t it be better to take a slow bend in a country road in an old pickup truck?
