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The Road Sometimes the night is so dark and lonely, and the road so long. I drive through the rain, not enough to pour, just a cold drizzle, messing up the view, and think to myself, how nice it would be to have some one to talk to, sing with. And everytime I think it might work, and every time I think I see the light on the horizon, it's not the "one", and the light is a set of headlights going by on the other  side of the divided highway. So I pray, and scream at the sky, and tell God, (ask God) to send me my someone. I wonder, am I not looking hard enough? I wonder, is there something wrong with me? Too tall, too big, not pretty enough, too weird? And then I remember that love doesn't care about those things, love is a heart-thing, not a head-thing. So, I keep going on, sometimes searching, sometimes, just enjoying the ride, lookin' at the scenery. This can also be found here: http://www.seanet.com/~lindquist/Road.html. (I'm published!!)