Wanderlust

Wanderlust

It was dark when we set off. That early morning darkness, just before the sunlight peaks her weary head through the clouds. We didn’t care. We were restless, free and ready for anything.
The old & rusted mustang sat waiting in the drive, wondering where we were heading. We wondered the same. As the engine kicked into gear, we turned the music up way too loud for such an ungodly hour & felt on top of the world. The top was down, we were freezing. But we didn’t care.