I like driving by myself.
I like picking my music and setting the tone and taking in the scenery,
the blots of clouds, always new,
the leaves, their colors faded by Dusk's invasion.
I like the paths of my thoughts when I am behind the wheel.
I wonder; I have the worstbest thoughts here...
and the best conversations.
I don't always drive by myself. Sometimes I have company. And the conversations, oh, the conversations.
Sometimes not while moving, sometimes just to sit and reveal corners of soul.
I wonder...
what mind paths could I find would I choose to walk.