Beautiful morning, so perfect, and a wall of fog ahead of me blocking the view of the mountains.
On mornings like this I wish I could just keep driving, to the ocean, to the west coast, to Canada, to anywhere.
There was a time when I was in my 20s where I just about could (and sometimes did) as long as I got back in time to go to work in a day or two. Those days are long over of course, but mornings like this... so early, so peaceful.... man, I wish I wish I could just hit the gas pedal and go.
