It seems that I can hear without listening and drive without seeing. My morning commute has been more of a dazish fog than an active trip from one destination to the next. The music is on and I am listening and even note certain songs. I stay on the road, yet not really seeing the road. Almost as if in a tunnel or a cattleshoot I just get in line and get there when I get there. I think about my family, I look at the sunrise, I watch the guy in the yellow shirt ride his bike, I watch the people walking their dogs, I watch people drive their cars, eat their breakfasts, and I realize life is good. Life is really fucking good. Sure we have THINGS that we want to get done and other STUFF on our plates. Life is good, enjoy.
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Sometimes when I drive to my parent's place, I don't even really remember how I got there..so easy to faze out, think about other things, listen to music. Glad you're able to keep yourself on the road though :)
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