Roads in the Rain

I am ready for something… I’m not quite sure what it is, or where it will be coming from but I feel like I’m on the edge.
Ohhh, I know the feeling…
it’s the feeling you get when you are driving down the back roads with the windows down,the wind starts to blow,
The air thickens, and begins to smell like warm dirt and dry grass as the clouds roll by, the sky darkens… at this point all you can do is pull over, jump out of the car, and stare at the sky as the cool spring rain burst forth to cover you in its cleansing glory.
As the drops fall down faster and faster you run towards the car you’ve wandered from while searching the skies
The closer you get the harder it falls until you jump into the somewhat musty interior and scramble to crank up the windows of your vintage Cutlass.
The fun really begins when you slide down in the vinyl covered seat, crank up the radio, pushing the plastic ivory colored buttons like so many keys on a piano, and stare up through the windshield watching the rain stream down as you listen to songs like “Brandy”, “My girl”, and Otis Redding’s “(sittin’ on) The dock of the bay” alternating between laughter and silence with the friend that sits beside you.