Friday, June 02, 2006

The Ride

“We need to re-connect,” he said. “Let’s go for a ride.”

He was right.

You pop in the soundtrack to Pulp Fiction or Natural Born Killers.

You open the sunroof and roll down the windows.

And you head west to the farm roads.

Out where the sky takes over and the air is thick with the earth’s essentials: dirt and manure and all kinds of lush green growing things.

You’re going nowhere and everywhere and the peace of it all takes over your soul.

It was joyful and refreshing and necessary.
Do it.

Take a ride.

Do something.

Do whatever it takes to get you far away the television and the phone and the laptop and anything else that distracts you from what’s Really Important.

I am reading: A client proposal
I am listening to: Howie Day - Collide
And I am: Connected