I remember driving out of the city in the middle

 

 

I remember driving out of the city in the middle of the night with the Moon as my only companion. I remember driving endlessly, only to find myself atop a hill. The night was breezy and strangely peaceful. I did not know where I was, but it felt like I was still on track, like I had been found. I was all alone, all by myself without a shoulder to lean on, but I was not lonely. That was when I came to realize the beauty of solitude.