Between Lost and Found...

I was not in a hurry but I loved the drive fast. Against the wind, under the rain. Away from home. Its a different kind of freedom. I let myself get drenched. I let the music drown what others had to say. I let myself think whatever I wished to. Strange thoughts, or should I say breathless ones- of shadows and fears. I felt a desire to hide, to camouflage in the darkness, to dissolve into walls..an urge to loose myself choked me. I let myself be lost.. I find myself somehow.