Sometimes, feeling alone is a kind of luxurious.
There is a half hour driving way to work and another half hour back to home; and these are the best times during my everyday.
At dawn and dusk in summer, I drive down to the highway in the countryside surrounded by gorgeous sunrise and sunset.
In winter in Canada, day is pretty short. I leave my home under dark and back to home with dark as well.
One thing has been always accompanying me—music.
I am not really good at appreciating music, but I do enjoy driving with music.
At that time, I just release my mind following the rhythm;
At that time, my soul is getting purified;
At that time, I am alone…
It is the music that beautifies the sunrise and sunset;
It is the music that draws the marvelous picture of the countryside;
It is the music that keeps me away from mundane life, away from fighting for surviving…
No matter in sunshine or dark, no matter with rainbow, snow or even storm, I don’t feel I am driving but flying like a bird—free, lonely, and peaceful…