Just the passenger, not the driver.

How Did it get so late so soon? ~ Dr. Seuss

Into the Magic of Night ~ Roy Orbison

Prologue

Inspired to make words this morning.
The next chapter of my life is beginning.
Leaving one space going to another.
Leaving behind the city, moving to the country.  
Turning the pages with anticipation, like reading the forward of a book you want to devour.
I see the sun coming up behind the trees.
Outlining edges and ushering in the day ahead.
Turning wheels lull me forward down the country road.
Prologue is complete.
On to living under shady oaks.
Chapter one begins.

I Love it Just before it Rains