i was frustrated that i didn't have much of a selection of music tonight, but, driving home, i found a great song on the radio and, for the first time in a long time, turned it up nice and loud and played my steering wheel like a drum as i sang from my heart.
it felt real good.
i also liked the friendly police man who didn't mind that we were parked along the street atop the nice neighborhood hill but who did wonder what we were doing 'sleeping on the hood of our car'. we explained we were just looking at the stars and enjoying the view, and he was cool with that.
i like the feel of listening to nick warren in shanghai as we speed down the street light lined roads of north orem, of doing a donut in a work zone that we ended up in by mistake, and the feel of profundity.