Awoken from my sleep.
This is cold gray like the clouds within my vision.
I am in love. Life, within my vision begins anew.
I was here, forever there.
If it was easy there would be no reason to look back on the past.
Leaves and trees- the breeze of the air rushes by my face.
Down the roads of yesterday.
Memories of tomorrow, building today.
Driving New England in a 911 Porsche