A couple of days ago, I finished work and drove to Wollongong. I left the city around 6:00 and started on the hour and a half trip listening to Creedence Clearwater Revival.
I had the windows down and I was nodding my head to “Green River” and “Fortunate Son.” It was the perfect night for it, without a cloud in the sky. A perfect starlit night. Looking out the windows at the lights of Sydney as I drove out I felt really at peace. I started thinking about how caught up I have become in the many complicated niggly things in life. I wondered if, in my mad rush to accomplish things lately, I lost sight of the why and wherefore.

But out there on the road, alone, I felt a million times better. Everything seemed doable and meaningful again. It was absolutely amazing.

I spend most of my time, when I’m not holed up writing, in the company of other people. I’m at work, I’m at college, I’m on the bus between the two, I’m spending time with my wonderful family and my amazing girlfriend…

I love doing all those things. I have a job I really enjoy (writing and editing articles) and I really appreciate the people I share my life with. But I think after that drive to Wollongong, I’m going to try a little harder every week to take some time for a bit of simple solitude. I can’t help feeling it will just lend my life more focus and direction.