On every other Sunday afternoon at about 4pm,
I have to drive from Pinson, AL
back to Tuscalooosa.
I don't like this, but at the same time I do .
Confused?
Driving for an hour (or 50 minutes, yesterday),
affords me the time I need to process new
questions and ponder future plans.
Do you ever need time alone
just to think about whatever?
Or time to listen to songs that
encourage introspection?
Example:
This is actually the first Journey song that I remember
hearing as a kid in a movie that I probably should
not have been allowed to watch at that age.
Last American Virgin. (Favorite scene: cocaine/sweet'n low)
Anyway, I digress.
Before April of this year, all I really thought
about during this song was that I was alone.
Now, I reflect on it and think happy thoughts
about all of the time that I had to wait.
Even though I wasn't all that patient for the time to come.
I'm really glad that it has.
Have a great Monday!
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