The road was wet in places, in the many cracks that were a result of long hard New England winters for which we are famous and on the side of the road where were puddles had gathered as a result of melting snow and rain. the puddles were so still they reflected the trees and sky above them.

It was a beautiful sight, to look ahead and see the aged road stretched off toward the horizon. The sky was a gray blue color and the clouds were in a smooth ripple pattern as if someone up in heaven had dropped a piece of the moon or a star through the clouds somewhere faraway and the ripples were just reaching the point in the sky that was overhead.

and looking at the sky and the long road ahead made everything else feel minute in comparison to the vast beauty of the universe.

The music was turned up because one of my favorite songs that reminded me of you had just played. The window was down because it was warm out and the air smelled of wet pavement and rain and it was also my way of sharing one of my favorite songs with the world.

Everything was so peaceful and serene. The cracked road underneath the rippling clouds of the gray blue sky stretched out in front of me made me feel like driving alone just to see where the road would take me.

For some reason at the same time it made me want to cry and it made me feel happy just to be alive.

Some things in life we can’t always explain, they just are, and for that we must be grateful. Life is beautiful, enjoy every moment you can.