Life was pretty “normal.” And dull. Sit on the porch swing. Watch the cars. Dream their whats, wheres, and whyfors. Feel an unsettled pull. A throbbing pulsation. A deep ache. Longing to know what lay around the bend. Around every bend on every road. To feel the wind on a hand out the window. To see the landscape rolling by. To hear the sounds of cities. To smell fruit trees and flowers. To touch salt water.
On the Road. A new hero. A new idol. An old ideal. Travel. Move. Taste life. Play close to the edge. Map of mindscape. Flash of neon. Howl of wind.
Small suitcase. Side of the road. Hand out. Thumb up. Watching cars go by. Dust behind. Car horn. A ride round the bend in the road.