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#1 The Sunset That Never Was

The Sunset That Never Was
The plan was to see the sunset over the western Massachusetts hills, but the weather blocked it out. We left at 4 pm on a Thursday afternoon, heading out the Mass pike straight towards the heart of upstate New York, destination unknown to her.
I knew. I had it all planned out; emergency plans for the gnarly approaching weather, plans in case we had to stay another day, or for if a highway was closed due to a blizzard. So although the path was somewhat autobiographical, the destination remained the same. Driving through the fog and rain towards an alleged sunset our only goal was West, swift and steady.
The light inside the car remained the same dreary grey for three hours before the tarmac ahead quickly turned to an endless black abyss with only the monogomous flashing dotted splitting and the steadying whites sidelining the path. The lights inside the car light up like a Christmas tree in a suburban window at midnight, almost temporarily blinding in refocus from the occasional highway exit sign.
"You Are Now Enteing New York" read our first.
It was on. We only had 60 hours to pull off the astounding, learn life with an arbitrary zest, drinking in the essence of what is nature, what is this country, who is man. The words "You Are Now Entering..." left a vague but delightful taste in the mouth but it was the words left unposted that were so much more exhilarating. I knew that I was entering New York, we both did, but we only new ahead lay an adventure, a story to forever tell, a moment, perhaps a thread of what would become the tapestry of our being. We did not know more than that. The words repeating in my head, that began producing a much needed steady stream of adrenaline to my brain, "You Are Now Leaving..." made me know, that no matter what happens next, it will certainly not the usual, the routine. You are now leaving your everyday lives. You are now leaving your clients and bosses. You are now leaving your reality to step into another. In those words I reared my most intimate sources of energy and excitement.
I was out; we were out.

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cash on Wednesday, January 04, 2012 9:24 AM
nice dude. good start
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