highways again..

I was on the highway again.. strange what thoughts get into your head on the highway.. even when you have company.. you don’t feel like talking.. or respond to the initiated conversation other people try to break the silence with.. may be its just me.. I don’t like talking in the early morning.. I much prefer being with my own thoughts.. especially on the highway..

You reach a point of being drawn in your own thoughts, that you don’t know whether your eyes are open or closed.. whether you are asleep and dreaming.. or awake and just going as far as your thoughts would take you..

The stream of thoughts.. the silence, is eventually broken.. when the highway ends.. and you get to wherever you are going..

Now that I’m in the comfort of my room, I hardly try to remember some of the thoughts.. any of the thoughts I had in the highway, but I can’t.. all I can remember is that they were deep, dark ones.. as all mu thoughts usually are.. but that is nothing to worry about.. tomorrow morning I’ll be on the highway again, and all the thoughts will come back.. I’ll try to hold on to some of them.. maybe even share few..