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.