FLASH DRIVES: I Don’t Need To Go Outside

FLASH DRIVES: Flash narratives and random contemplations imagined while driving from one place to another.

I don’t need to go outside—I’m already there.

In a park, firs tall above my head, maples shedding golden leaves.

On a street awash with cherry blossom petals.

On a farm.

In a secret garden.

I’m gathering fallen chestnuts at the Old Pioneer Cemetery.

I’m breathing the fresh salt air of Botanical Bay.

I’m dancing with mayhem.

I’m anywhere I’ve ever been and anywhere I want to be.

Safe inside.