Observations from the road

I want the same thing in life as I have when I drive: to be one with my surroundings. Even in a red car. With the sunroof open in the winter.

Am I really more awake than most? Modesty says no. But I look around, and I wonder.

(And just because I am modest doesn't mean I don't recognize what I have. )

A convertible would be nice.

On some stretches of highway, I feel like I am swimming and not driving. The sensation is indescribable.

I want to share what I feel and what I have.