December 8 Moment of peace. An hour or a day or a week of solitude. What was the quality of your breath? The state of your mind? How did you get there?
As sad as this is to say and how much I couldn't stand doing it, but I always had the best moments of solitude when driving from Toronto back to Michigan. There was something about just being alone in my car, with my music and then the open freeway ahead of me. Maybe it was because my drive was usually 4 hours long and I had to occupy my mind for the trip, or because it was a great time to just thing about life with no interruptions (besides paying attention to the road)
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