Driving in silence

Have you ever driven with your radio disconnected? Your ipod unplugged? Your CDs at home?

It would take a hundred lives to complete one and since I'm only given one I feel out of time. However, I'm not in time displacement and I fit, perfectly, sitting at a stop light, sitting at a traffic light, cruising on the beaten asphalt of the car before me, and the one before that one...

I went to church today, like I do every sunday, but for the first time I truly felt as if I was present. I was not part of a congregation nor of a religious entity. I was an aura of positive thinking amongst the hundreds of hopeful souls that interpret prayer as: a superstitious Superbowl good luck charm; an eternal goodbye for a friend or relative; or even a funeral.

Spacing, spacing, passing, cussing, spacing...parking.

And all these because of silence in the car...