After a work week and not being able to get to the water, I dream of this moment...The drive..or Journey...The exact moment that Pearl Jam erases all my negative thoughts, And the glow from the dashboard warms me like a winters fire.. The passers by are on their ways to work and school but I am untethered and free to be me with me like only me.
How lucky are we to have this freedom from our "OTHER" lives. And the ones who don't, really don't know what they are missing. I get to the river and park and the frosty morning air and the sounds of the water rushing just invoke such emotion from me that I thank God every time I am allowed to view his show, to look head on through his eyes and revel in every breathtaking moment.
So today I thought I would share not the fish caught, (which there was a ton...) but The Journey that takes me to my therapist, my church, my mistress.... and my best friend.