Friday, June 22, 2012
A beautiful, still summer night, I'm driving down a back country road. Windows down, sun roof open, a warm yet refreshing night breeze flows through the car. A familiar yet unknown melody of a classical composition plays in the background. On a familiar path traveled much before, yet still uncertain of what might emerge at the end of my headlight's beams as the unknown presents itself. It doesn't matter. For this short stretch of road, everything feels as it should. For a brief few minutes, everything is in harmony.