Rendezvous
18 April 04 : 01.43 AM
"What's on your mind?" Desmond asked.
I was drifting off somewhere while I stared at the traffic lights that were changing for no one because it was almost 1 a.m., and speeding motorists wouldn't care.
On the car ride home last night from supper. 20 minutes, no traffic at 2 a.m. Playing Bon Jovi's Crossroads. Not saying a word because I like the quiet.
Maybe they do too.