driving up highway 1 through the grapevine, damp blue jeans, early morning fog, summer storms, overcast, freshly baked sourdough bread, apple slices dipped in peanut butter, falling asleep to the sound of waves crashing against a cliffside, finding driftwood and sea glass along the coast, free roadmaps, gazing out the window during a road-trip, runaways in sun-bleached plaid flannels.