A day of driving. Alone time. It’s important for me to be by myself for long periods. I can decide to experience my toes all the way up to my head. I can explore being loud. So loud that my throat begins to hurt. I can pray and chant – loudly of course. Converse with the Universe. Feel. Daydream. Wiggle in my seat. See the sky change colors. Feel my independence and my literal driving force directing my way. I can arrive on the other side of being alone knowing more confidently who I am and give more of myself in a hug. Some truly good stuff. I am so utterly grateful for the time.