One of these days, somehow, I will be packing myself in the car, Alone, with just my favorite music and my thoughts. Just a day or two, maybe three, in my car alone, going somewhere other than here.
No kids, no husband, no dogs, no cats, no goats, no birds, no people, just me and the road.
Just driving to nowhere, with a stop overnight. Coffee and quiet. That’s all I would need. Just once, just short, just to breathe deep.
I don’t want a destination with time eating away at the quiet. I don’t want lines of people, tickets or layovers. Just my car that’s been worn just right, suited just for me.
I want horizons and sunsets, time and space. Fields of corn, forest of cedars, farms filled with cattle and passing cities.
Not to escape, but just to stop time, just for a little bit, just once. That’s all I would need.