Tick tock ..

Pitter patter .. trickle .. the wind shield fogs up .. the constant drone of the driver minimized to a bumblebee's buzz .. with a non-committal grunt inserted in the right places .. my mind's free to roam .. looking out the window .. a rain-drop the size of a pea finds its way into my eye .. i blink it out .. tears salty .. stick to the tip of my eye-lashes .. a huge blob clouding my vision .. eyes venture once more .. transfixed by the spray illuminated by the headlights .. running my fingertips through the not so dry air .. the motion tips .. trying aerodynamics .. testing the laws of physics .. who said physics was boring .. and i float .. status .. right .. wrong .. left .. i am .. to live .. to love .. to detach oneself .. choice .. inclinations .. thoughts .. gut wrenching truths .. or the rosy pink existence .. indifference .. apathy .. emotional turmoil .. a safe haven bordered with logic and gated with insecurities .. the walls crack .. creeping across the wall .. the little things .. it tires out eventually .. and cracks .. it's exposed .. inflames .. before i know it it's hitting me again .. interest .. appeal .. indignant morals .. and i ache .. for .. parallel realities .. the thousand creases on the wings of a butterfly .. the uneventful afternoon spent on a rocking chair .. the peace in solace .. the solidity within reason .. the succession of potholes .. the absent mindedness of mobs .. the release unto selflessness .. and .. we're home