Window Down in the Rain

Window rolled down. Cool air hitting the skin. Cloudy skies let loose drops of rain. Breath it in and drive. Music blaring, in no rush to get there. One of those moments where the road is a friend. The air has a calming quality. Sorting through thoughts, letting go of all feelings. Just you and the road. Some how there is an innate freedom in it. Regardless of the rain, it even somehow makes it all the more perfect. Hand out the window, riding the wind. Exhale, breath again. It’s perfect, just cruising, with the window down in the rain.