Sometimes I just like to get out and drive.
I hit the open road for an hour or more and go back home.
I love the anticipation of what I may see around the next corner.
I love to see the way certain light makes ordinary things glow.
And I can’t help but wonder, when I see the older buildings, what lives have been lived here?
I know that their lives were so different from ours now.
Things were harder without the conveniences we have today, but then again,
they weren’t as distracted as we are now.
Do you ever wonder if, in some ways, they had it better then we do now?
I mean, indoor plumbing can’t be beat but what about everything else?