A summer night that isn't muggy and hot.
Tired aching feet,
stiff legs,
sleepy eyes fading in and out.
The midnight fog mixing with tired blinks,
turning passing street lights and red car signals
into beams and ribbons.
Each ribbon races down an abandoned highway, no stars can be seen
but the moon is illuminated through my passenger window.
Music.
Fresh summer night breeze.
Warm heated seats.
I'm barely able to keep my eyes open.
Struggling,
gps in my lap, telling us to turn right.
We miss the turn but we keep sailing.
Passing darkened trees, glowing speedway lights
and highway lined restaurants.
We're dreaming of meatball sandwiches and kraft mac 'n cheese.
Passing more ribbons of streamline streetlights.
I'm hoping for a moment to close my eyes.
but the music keeps me awake.
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