Where the road leads

Posted on February 6, 2017 in Prose Arcana Travel Writing/Darkness

I love to travel, especially to drive. The Miles. That is my name for it, for the black asphalt leading on and on, the yellow or white lines down the middle, and the sense of euphoric freedom even though I am constrained to the limits of the highway. But I can stop at any time to walk a bit in the sagebrush or a forest or a prairie to enjoy the little things one finds at one’s feet: new grass, a few yellow wildflowers, a lizard, or a pretty agate worth picking up and pocketing. A road is an adventure, the reason why the journey exhilarates me so much. I love arriving, but I love going, too.