Driving late at night

I have this memory right now before bed of hanging out many times late at night when I couldn’t sleep, I’d be driving home after a long night with friends. I’m in my car alone, the streets are empty, the stores are closed and places that had so much activity earlier in the day are completely empty. Like it’s almost eerie to me and I just sort of shake my head at a feeling that I don’t even understand myself but yet I feel it in my soul at that moment. It’s a sort of a lonely yet peaceful bittersweet feeling, driving home at the time, just thinking and reflecting while the radios blasting.. Just heading home.. 🚗🎵

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