reflections

i miss the van. i miss waking up in the van. i miss the feeling of traveling with four of my best friends. the gas stations, the friends, new and old, townes and deer tick on repeat, the northeast, the winter, the snow, the tired eyes, the cheap coffee, the long drives, the short drives, the not knowing, the shows, the good nights, the HIGHWAY... i miss being conscious of the now within all that.

i miss you road, but don't worry, i won't stay gone too long.