You might be driving along on a road trip. Tunes jacked up with your whole library on shuffle. Turns out you got a lot of bad music. And a lot of great music you’d forgotten about.
Night has just fallen. You don’t have a destination or a timeline you need to adhere to. You’ll go until you feel like stopping. It’s a mild fall night with a little bit of a spitting rain but not enough so you have to roll up the window. The crisp autumn air carries the smell of leaves. It’s been a pretty good day. Generally. But you know there’s a shadow dancing around the edges. Something you’ve been working hard not to look at.
Random thoughts. Gotta take the screens down and put the storm windows up sometime soon. Shit, I forgot to fix that thing before I left. Maybe Cape Girardeau tonight. Haven’t heard this song in awhile. Wednesday. I’ll try to be home by Wednesday. Wow, when did this rain get so hard?