Drive midnight june 17

I have a tendency to drive at night. Over the years there have been a couple of people that have shared this, but at present no one shares my affliction. In the past it has been something where there have been goals and locations. Often times Hicks road here in San Jose has been a destination, be it for Satanic Albinos or Almaden Airforce Station. But in all truth I dont need a destination, its just the movement and isolation. I can feel both removed and connected, which is comforting. I can remember one of my friends laughing and saying Ted Bundy did the same and had need for it just like I seem to have. I never cared for the observation but it has stuck with me. More the idea that its not my choice but rather a driving need like an addiction. When I say it helps me think maybe i am just saying that it has been too long and i need a driving fix to be able to think again. I don't really know if I want to delve into that at the moment so lets talk about something else.

This is nothing new for me, I have done it for years. In those years I have found a few places that, while not destinations, are constants. When driving I feel like im traveling through the imagined and these few locations exist in the real. For instance there is a 7-11 in the area I grew up, it resides somewhere in the known and nostalgia. It is real and I can still walk in and buy provisions. There are a few late night restaurants as well, though nothing worth our time except perhaps The Cardinal, which I will wait on.

Tonight I drove to a Taco Bell then Down Blossom hill. I found my way into a development between Camden, Union and 85 which i dont remember driving. It was quiet and seemed nice but what doesnt at night? I cut up Union and when into almaden valley by the hills. I love the smells of sage and brush in the summer, the roads need something other than city. I cut back to home over Santa Teresa. It was a short ride but it helped.