Short Thoughts on the Road

We had been driving for the better part of a day
and were now deep north in the state. Around us
were a seemingly endless expanse of forest. Traffic
was nearly non-existent. It was hard to believe this
was the same state, much less the same world. It
was easy to watch the landscape and let your mind
dream. The things you would do on your own or
together with friends. Hiking through and finding
a lake and setting up camp on it's shore for the night.
To live and wander, to move without restriction.
We had to make time. We had to get to the next
city and we had just a few more hours to do it.
Sitting in the back of the van you would listen to
music, drink, get stoned, nap, or some combination
of all of the mentioned activities. As beautiful as
the land is, the hours spent over blacktop could
deaden the soul. We lived for those hours at our
destination, getting out, checking in, and starting
the process of setting up for that evenings show.
The road has a way of bringing out the best and
worst in everyone given enough time.