It wasn't the smoothest ride but they were the happiest
they’d ever been.
The type of happy that’s tangible, real, a pronounced state
of being.
The tires crackled under the bright sunlight and the engine hummed
along the coast.
Spring had sprung with the undeniable beauty of rebirth.
They
had found love, the type of love that lasted a lifetime, here in this
blossoming place and they would stop only to make love in the sand like it was their
very first time.
Here and now nothing mattered; the dead-end jobs, the
disappointments, the pain, the insecurities, drifted away in this place.
They were free.
