As I move from point A to point B, I can’t help but use a car. It is so convenient and why not dazzle myself with modern marvels? But back to the traveling, I get into the car and turn the key. The engine roars more like a fire rather than a lion and I am off! As I sit in the car my mind wanders from subject to subject. Maybe I even start to talk to myself. I say a long prayer for there is no one else to talk to but God. Then I start to sing. With no audience and no listeners, I am content to blast the music and belt from my lungs. A wonderful freedom while driving by myself. The loneliness merely spurs on my confidence as I continue to hum a melody. Traveling alone gives me space and time to be me. In the turn of the roads and the stopping of the lights, the rhythm lulls me into mediation and dreamy thoughts. I enjoy traveling and driving with just myself. It was a special treat only for me to enjoy.