Friday, October 12, 2012
Under Grey Skies
The sky is tucked away behind a thick grey blanket of foggy cloudbank. It looks like a giant comforter, and puts me in the mood to snuggle under one of my own when I get home from work. I feel like I should be sailing a longship under northern seas, not driving a commuter car along a suburban freeway.
For a brief moment, they become one and the same. Dots of rain on the windshield morph into flecks of salt spray. Freeway exits beckon, leading to untamed worlds waiting to be conquered. I hold fast to my charted course, drawn above all by the call of hearth and home. At heart a Viking forever more.