There is something so wonderful about a good drive. I intentionally drove the "long" way up to Rocklin. I took the "fast" way back. The rain came in sheets of sudden splashes and bits and starts. The hills rose and fell around me. The road curved in delightful ways under my wheels. I could drive roads like that for ever. Ever changing, scenery popping up at the sides, sudden surprises of beauty. Music up loud. Mind gone to peace and bliss with "go"