Goddam it's a Good Day to be Driving

05/10/09 - So it's Mother's Day today. How do I know this? People have been reminding me. Constantly. I've been getting reminders since last Sunday. Apparently, no one wants me to forget about today. So i remembered. Love you mom.

So yesterday i went driving around Austin for a good thirty minutes. I left campus on 24th street--took it all the way to MoPac. I went south there, crossed the river, until I hit 360 North. I love that highway man. It goes through some of the most beautiful country in Austin. The canyons it goes through, the valleys it goes over. I dig that man, I do. I turned off of 360 onto the 2222 exit and then I followed that road all the way back to MoPac. After I got back in the southbound lane, I got off pretty quick afterwards onto 45th, which is the street im living off of next year when I come back to Austin. I took 45th up until I got to Lamar, which I followed down to 35th street. A couple of blocks going down that street and I was back on the drag. Man, now, that's a street I could go without driving on. Soon I was back on campus. I was home at Blanton, and god did I wish I wasn't. It's a shithole of a place to live--anyone who's been here can tell you that.

I like to drive around. I like to roll down the windows; turn up the music. I love the wind and the sun, but I dig the moon, too. When I'm driving around, everything is good.

My dad's favorite song is one called "It's All Right" by the Traveling Wilburys, but he always calls it "Ridin' Around in the Breeze" after a line in the song. George Harrison is the one who sings this particular lyric, and it speaks to my dad like nothing else does. I don't have the same feelings associated with it that he does, but it speaks to me too. I know the feeling of the breeze in you face, and the wind whipping all around; the feeling of taking the wheel and feeling like you're in control of everything on the highway. It's a high you can't get with any of the substances I've tried. I love it, man--and everything that comes with it.

I'm going out driving now, I'm going to have the breeze hit my face, and I'm going to live on this Sunday afternoon. I'll ramble on, hitting that open road. It's life, and so, it's love, man--it's everything it can be. Take it easy friends.