You see, I have this road. A favorite road. For as long as I can remember, or at least ever since I was gifted with the limitless freedom that is my driver's license, this half-mile slice of asphalt has been my kind of heaven. It's not a long stretch of road by any means, but it's half-mile length is the perfect blend of twists and curves, flanked by the loveliest of trees.
When the stars align, the sunlight streams through the thick, lush canopy of greens and reds and my favorite song happens to begin playing on the radio. There isn't a car in front of or behind me for as far as the eye can see and for the next half-mile, this road is mine. So what do I do? I turn up the stereo, press down a little bit further on that gas pedal and smile.
It's in those moments that I'm reminded how much I love. And how I'm so close to coming home.
Happy Thursday, Loyals...