The quiet

Created on Friday, November 2, 2007.
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I am leaning against my car in the deserted parking lot of a small shopping village, watching the world speed past on the nearby arterial. The night is cool and silent, and I am secure and content and in love, and in this silence the gentle rumbling of wheel on asphalt, a roar from a lightly shielded motor, the steady train of my thoughts all blend together, and I am part of this moment, of this night that could stretch as infinitely as the road.

I wonder that I don’t come out here and write more often; there is so much possibility waiting to be hewn from the quiet. I have not felt so curious in a long time. What is around this corner or that is no longer something to ponder, but a question that can be answered in the here and now.

I bought a small notepad, nice thick one. Let’s see if I can’t do this a few times a week and get some quality writing done.

That's all there is, there isn't any more.
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