You're driving and notice something by the road way up ahead that's mostly identifiable, but too far away for absolute certainty in the moment your eyes first spot it. Depending on what you believe it is, you might choose to drive faster or slower or take a detour. You might never really ever find out at all. Most of my life has been this kind of drive. Now, it's a slow bicycle. A walk. My last time behind the wheel became the first thought upon waking, and that final one before sleep. My heart belongs to you. I can almost see it.