The radio off, I drove home tonight and found myself thinking really big thoughts, mouth agape, watching the sky change. The ideas didn’t come out, there was no articulation.
Suffering from some type of conversational paralysis, finding myself a bore to chat with, I wanted to keep driving toward the setting sun.
One response to “Oh, was that awe?”
It’s amazing how many times I feel like that when I am driving alone to the sounds of the engine and pavement. Only now has anything come close to describing it so well though.