The sun rose high in the sky with no clouds in sight. I rested my arm against the rim of the window as my other hand clutched the steering wheel. The soft sound of music drifted softly in the background as the robotic voice of the GPS system sounded every couple of minutes. I rolled down the windows slightly to feel the warm air circulate around the car.
For the past hour, I drove throughout the state of Connecticut and towards Rhode Island. For the past several years, I had lived in the city surrounded by buildings, streetlights, and a constant flow of people. However, the further I drove away from the streets and lights, I came across plains and farmland. It was a refreshing sight. The further away I got from Hartford, the more excited I became.
The longer I drove, the more I
