Poetry in Motion

Imagine this scene...........
driving from NY to Florida......I-95 S........middle of the nite.......around 1 or 2am …… definitely after midnite!

One Black Camry, One Red RAV 4, another white SUV, another sliver/grey SUV and a couple more stragglers here and there.

All cruising down I-95 in the dead of the night! >80 mph is a foregone conclusion.....I am driving the Camry, after a few minutes of staying behind and between the SUV's I get the usual itch to have the open road in front of me.

You see I do not have a problem with staying at a certain speed limit or driving with a couple of vehicles around me but I cannot be hidden behind some vehicle! I have to get to the point where I have the open road in front of me, doesn't mean I will speed to get there but sure as hell would maneuver to get there!! ;)

Anyway this SUV person is not in the mood to lead so makes way for me. I am only too happy to lead. I set the pace to somewhere between 85 and 90 mph and for the next couple of hours our merry group cruised down from NC down all the way to Savannah! We let one another take the lead for every half hour or so and keep up the same pace.At one point it felt like a single body of metal floating down the highway!

How I wish this kind of team spirit would be prevalent in other spheres of life also! I felt like a warrior leading the way out of a tricky maze or like a lead dancer in a complicated routine!! It was absolute poetry in motion while it lasted. And like all good things kind of disintegrated after we passed Savannah (I guess my retinue had to take a break :) !) and soon I was left the way I started alone on the highway to the Atlantic!

I wish there was a way to bid them all farewell and Godspeed and thank them for the silent company on a dark deserted highway.
So this blog is dedicated to all of those co drivers on I-95 that nite.