Let’s set the scene for this blog post. You’re in the car with your family, them lulled to sleep by the movements. You sit comfortably seated and reclined in the shotgun seat, swaddled up in a blanket . In front of you, you can see the light rain grazing the windshield, and hear that rain along with the methodic swish, push, of the windshield wipers. Beyond the windshield, watch miles, and hours worth of cleared roads and fog dusted mountains cradling them. This was the scene driving home from vacation. Personally this scene is the perfect equilibrium of melancholy and gloom to accompany the drive home from a nice vacation, complete with beautiful sights and scenes of a mountain lazily rising for early morning.
