Night

Sometimes I lose myself in a night time drive. The motor hums in the distance, the radio chatters, the lights and traffic life blur and folds up around me, outside we are traveling. The tyre noise can be dismissed, vibration and dry heat are ignored, the aches and pains and irritations of the day before. All passed on and away, grippnig onto the wheel. Only the sense of traveling, traveling in some kind of vehicle. And when you get there you know.