so i could just go drive through the mountains and distract myself from the compounding s**t thats build up over the last few months.
then i guess id find come rocky mountain peak to park on, recline my seat, and just go to sleep
in the morning, i would be woken by a giant golden sun, warm on my face. i would look out over forests of golden aspen trees mixing with the browns of lower tundra, and white to blue hues of the many bushes of sage and thyme. the now snow covered tops of other distant peaks and their evergreens.
id take a deep breath and exhale as a small cloud leaked from my lungs to join the greater mists that would surround me like blankets rolling in from the sky.
then id lay myself down on the already provided comfort of a bed of leaves with my face against the warm earth listening to it and everything around me.
the contrasting feeling of warm and cold, above and below, blending together, and me with them into that place, and that now.
id lay there as long as i needed. i lay there and forget. id forget about; them, myself, her, and anything else that kept me thinking. id forget until i forgot how to think at all and my mind just was. until it was just able to be then and there amongst the clouds.
