Crossing The Border

As he rocketed across the tree filled border of Oregon his thoughts weren't those of the first out of state show or the queasy feeling of exhaustion in his stomach, ney, his mind cradled the notion of a different life. Staring at the shacks, pressing his nose against the cold car window, he thought of the possibility of just living...alone...miles from the first neighbor. No phone, no blaring televisions, he could nurse songs from infancy in to adulthood as slow as he wanted. The window fogged with his breath and in that moment he knew...that that was just dumb.