my keys jingle and click as i turn them in my ignition, and my car wakes up to this beautiful day, just like i did a few hours ago. apparently the last time i was in my car i was listening to lifehouse...loudly. i turn it down a bit. it seems a bit irreverent in the midst of all the delicate sunshine glinting off the windshield. i make an arc out of the parking lot and roll down my window as i drive through campus. i pass people i know - some wave, some don't, some never look up from their cramming on the way to class. and then there's the stoplight, and i make a right on red, and the wind tickles my neck and lifehouse is wondering what is real or just a dream, and i'm somewhere in between...i pick up some sheetz for misty; she's got a rough week ahead of her. i drop by walmart, the bank, the salon. i skip a few songs because it's almost time for me to turn around, and i don't want to miss the good ones. skip, skip, skip. this car could take me so many places. i half-wonder why i don't just keep on driving, end up somewhere with new people, a great view, an all night diner that i could get friendly with. as a compromise, i decide to curve back to campus...the looong way. with my window down, my hand in the breeze.