Every once in a while I like to just drive. Drive to a random part of town. I don’t have any agenda, or anywhere to be, really. Wherever there’s less traffic is where I go. It’s a nice way to just get away from whatever. It’s also a good time to seriously think about things. These days, I don’t have much time for that. My mind is always wondering all over the place, but I’m not able to focus on one thing.
I love to crank up my music and, when the weather is good, roll my windows down. It’s freeing, in a way.
Sometimes I stop by a store I’ve never been in, and sometimes I go to the same three stores I’m always at. Somehow each spontaneous outing results in me bringing home at least three records and some other random items. Today’s load: Two Chicago albums, The Sun Also Rises book, A 78 RPM of Bing Crosby’s version of “White Christmas”, and a record with a bunch of older Rock N Roll songs on it, including one from Johnny Cash. At one of the thrift stores I visited, I almost bought this vintage (possibly from the ’50s or ’60s) portable record player. It was pretty neat.
It’s nice, after about an hour of aimlessly driving, to have a clear mind–It’ll only last two hours tops. I’m looking forward to see what these next few weeks have in mind for me.