During a time between earth and dreams, we drive carelessly into the sun. We don’t discuss plans unseen, who we are, or right from wrong. So many things have been left undone, but the day dawns green with bells unrung and off we go as if we were young.
When the news is bleak and the flesh is weak, the open road is a siren song. The more we drive, the less we feel, and we hear only the music underneath our wheels. This interlude can’t go on for long, but all we have are moments one by one.
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