restlessI love the open road. I love hurtling down US-101, well in excess of the speed limit, yet still moving with traffic. The sun is setting to my left...over the hills between here and the coast. On either side of me, there are nothing but fields, and off in the distance, you can see the lights of King City...
It's just me, the car, and the road. Nothing else matters.
Times like these make me very, very happy. I'm doing exactly what I want to do... and that's one of the best feelings I've had in a long time.
Three hours of doing nothing more complicated than moving through and with traffic. Time to think...time to be whatever and whoever the hell I want to be. Time to just be, without having to be anything specific.
As the sun drops over the hills, I continue on into the twilight, neither knowing nor caring exactly where I'll end up.
-- Des
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