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This is just my journal. Sometimes it's a place to rant, sometimes it's a place to just talk about how things are going for me.

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

These days

Driving in the cold air with the top down and the wind blowing your hair back... staring up at the stars as they change through the trees. You can see the galaxy, like seeing your neighborhood. There are thousands more of them than you felt before. You wonder how it is that you can forget what the sky really likes without city lights or clouds. Swiftly climbing the way up Mary's peak, Becky takes the curves and turns with a nonchalance that belies power. You're thinking that it couldn't really get more beautiful as audioslave plays in the wind, when you drive through the last layer of cloud and suddenly the number of stars double. Your heart pounds and your breath catches. You can hear nothing but the wind and Becky rumbling as she speeds up the peak. Your hands are freezing but you stick them out into the air anyway as you scrunch deeper into the oversized hoodie.
Your friends are ahead of you in a smaller car... a little more streamlined and cleaned up. But Becky just kinda smirks because she knows how much horsepower she really has. And it won't be too long before she'll look the part.
Then suddenly, the trees pull away and all you can see is sky. A hand finds yours after shifting Becky into a higher gear, grips tight as you both take it in. Words wouldn't be appropriate, even if you could find them. You exchange a quick smile. You wonder what it would be like to go faster.
When you get to the top, everyone piles out and grabs blankets. You try to find the few constellations you can remember, you share stories and bad jokes. You hold on to each other and try to catch a glimpse of meteorites as they burn. You shiver so hard your laughter comes out giddy and echoing in the silence. Someone mimics the stunts they saw in the car movie you watched before coming up. You can't remember being this happy and excited in a long time.
It's already tomorrow but you don't care. You know things will come at you later, but for now you just scrunch closer and breathe deeper as a meteor streaks and meets its demise above you.

You make a wish.

1 Comments:

  • At 11:05 PM , Blogger Elizabeth said...

    your post and that song are fucking amazing. I loved talking with you last night. Fight the good fight! and let's talk soon...

     

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