Sep 8, 2013
Road trips
You could be anywhere in the world, I think, when you're driving at night and you can't see past the beam of the headlights. The warmth of the car, the sound of the tires rolling over the pavement, and the comforting knowledge of having a place to go and a place you came from. It's one of my favorite feelings. But the tricky part, you see, is this feeling only comes every once in awhile. It's not something that shows up every night but only after you've been settled then hit the road again. I think it's a sign of wanderlust at its finest.