I remember about a year ago I went through this phase where I did the same thing; I would turn the music off, roll the windows down, and just listen to the tires on the pavement. The sound of the air rushing into the car almost reminded me of the beach. For a moment I could convince myself it was so close- just out of view...
My favorite beach... Ala Moana |
I could even convince myself the wind and the tires were the sound of waves crashing consistently against the side of the ship... I could imagine the walks I took on the promenade deck- the days spent smelling sea air. I could almost smell the sea air over the smog... almost.
Houston skyline |
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