Reading in the Mountains

I love seeing the moon at dawn, when the sun just disappeared and the moon smiles on the sky, when the day turns into the magical and full of stars night. Love seeing it with my chest against the steering wheel and my eyes wide open in the summer sky. Listening to rock’n roll songs from the old radio, love songs… The desert surrounding me. The moon compeling me. The sound exciting me. Cheap motels near by, diners all around me, the smell of summer intoxicating me. I am free. Mountains of sand all around me… The night is young and so am I and I drive by, listening to songs of freedom.