A good moment
I hear it,
a slow pitter patter
It's dark
I see the light from the moon shinging in through the windows
The street lamps are lit
I press my cheek against the glass
It's cold
I rest my head against the seat belt
I listen,
as the car goes over small bumps
The rain starts picking up
The windshield wipers move faster
There is a faint glow from the dashboard
Soft music plays
The heat feels warm
like a blanket
Sounds slowly
Drifting to sleep