I love Bemidji, so when I visit for a weekend, I often won't head back to school until it's already dark. Some people think it's weird that I drive back so late, but there are a couple of reasons that I like doing so.
One is that there's no traffic. It's just you and the road. No cars passing you or slowing you down. No headlights blinding you. Just you. It's a nice time to sit, think, sing, let your mind wander, and basically just enjoy the solitude.
The other reason is kind of an offshoot of the first one. Since I take pretty sparsely populated back roads, I travel through some areas where there is almost no light pollution. On nights like last night, when the moon is gorgeous bright and the stars are shining, I will sometimes pull over and lie on my car and just watch the stars.
Last night, as I lay there by myself and listened to Shinedown play, things were good. No confusion or misery or sorrow. Just the starry heavens. Things were good.
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