On the road

On the way to Berkeley, we drove, drove and drove... felt like it would take forever to get there, but I liked it, subconsciously, I wished I could be driving like this forever, open road, blue sky, fluffy clouds, and green fields... especially not knowing what lies ahead, what the future will bring... then just let me stay at the midpoint between the past and the future, driving like there is no end... we played some music, CDs from my former co-worker, he was a bachelor, so all of his CDs are filled with songs about lonely & heartbroken men longing for love, there is even a whole album titled "Lonesome men's hearts," interesting, I used to think men don't really have hearts, anyway, I digress... The farther we drove, the more it reminded me that how far I would be away from home, it is a long long road...As we drove north, ominous-looking clouds started to gather up, we went under patches after patches of shadow cast by the big clouds floating above us, and as we approached the Oakland area, rain started to fall, and the freeway expanded from two-lanes to four lanes, Berkeley was near, I could feel it, and there was this mixed feeling about seeing Berkeley for the first time, like on a blind date, I was both excited and apprehensive at the same time...