routines end

let me see the day that leads into the night…
…where i can find myself closing my eyes
for at least once…
…somewhere in between

so instead…
..i went for a drive
going anywhere from anywhere.
i miss those midnight adventures.
midnight adventures to nowhere.
grab the keys.
get in the car.
go.

it’s the warmth from the heat on low.
it’s the piano playing canon in d major barely noticeable in my ears.
it’s the innocent melody when i change lanes.
it’s the baroque violins that makes my car go in cruise control.
it’s my way of reminding myself…
…that the weekend is near

…then i know when it’s time to head back
when i look into the rearview mirror…