Almost rain

There was almost rain
this morning on the drive
to work. Gray clouds hugged
the ground. Cars noiselessly
appeared and disappeared in
the fog. The fog seemed to
absorb all the sounds of
the morning. All the sounds,
except for the music inside
my little capsule of glass and
metal. The sound of music
with a beat like the slapping
of windshield wipers or the
clickety-clack sounds that
trains make as the travel
on iron rails.

Perfect traveling music.

Maybe I'll make this