Drive

I love my Saturday morning drives. I have a weakness for watching the pinkish golden Iowan sun rise above and break through the naked treetops cascading shards of light down the hillsides. As the sun’s rays cast over the sky, usurping the deep purples of night, my breath gets taken away. Dreading the sunsets when I have to let my sunshine go, my life fades into darkness, and I feel alone. It’s moments like these that remind me of how beautiful the world can be.