the headlights shine out in front of the car catching raindrops in midair, suspending them for a moment as they drop like pearls to the ground.

the soft pitter-patter of the rain on the windshield is comforting and fitting for the lonely afternoon. grey skies, and water dripping off of trees is very soothing and right for the lonely mellow feeling of today, a rainy tuesday. which makes it a perfect day, once again for a drive. this time once again alone. however, on a day like today it is nice to drive alone. the rain makes everything beautiful.

on the pond on the side of the road white duck plays in the rain, chasing imaginary bugs, fooled by the dimples made on the surface by the raindrops. he will be hungry tonight, but it doesnt seem to matter, because just as every 4 year old knows, it is much more fun to play in the rain than to eat a healthy supper. the reflected leaves dance in his wake, moving effortlessly across the surface of the water.

the smell of wet pavement and wet leaves surrounds me in the cab of my truck, with the windows cracked and the heat blasting.

one is never alone when driving in the rain, always accompanied by the soft melody of the water against the car. nice for thinking, almost-silence, but not quite alone.

on a rainy day like today i could drive on for hours.