Drive Away.

The simmering sun faded to the darkest night sky…

And the storm was brewing.

I was caught in the middle, 

in my little white car.

Drops splattered the windshield, erasing a week of dust and grime…

The engine growled and the tires whirred against wet pavement.

Such a simple moment…

But perhaps my favorite all day.

A washing away of the past,

and the quiet murmur of the present in your ears,

The future ignited by headlights and streetlamps.

Maybe all happiness is 

Is learning to find happiness in the simplest of things,

And keeping those moments for when the headlights go out.