Transcendence is Absorption

Sitting shotgun in the mind of Wallace

hit by a thousand details in an instant,

so deeply immersed as to forget mine own narrative.

Escape is what is provided and so easily dipped in to and, out of.

An easy riding child’s coaster of laughs and knowing smiles to one’s self.

An underlying wonderment of the number of reader/riders that have climbed aboard in the past.

The feeling of unique discovery, the young one’s pretty found stone, wanting to run and show someone worthy of comprehending.

Then, the inevitable return to commonplace, deplaned and already home, putting my unused socks away and back at the grind, dreaming of my next get-away and what might be in store.