i swear i am starting to hallucinate.
(hahaha, that's well worded)

the boulder/denver drive in the wee hours
is always nice.
heater up. windows down.
nights like this there is much to review
i hope this the beginning of good

i want to be deep right now.
say something profound about the crescent moon
and life but
i have nothing but bad metaphors

Melt With You by Modern English
(you can even leave your boots on)