Convertible Conversion.

So there we were standing

at the rental car counter

at 12:30 at night,

and the boys decided

that we should upgrade

to a Mustang convertible.

I was skeptical.

But then we peeled out of the parking lot

just as a plane was taking off.

I put my head back

and there was the black sky

and the stars

and that plane

flying right above me

with nothing between us.

And the LA traffic

didn't seem so bad

with the top down.

And even though my hair looked crazy

the entire trip

(we're talking

pre-dreadlocks here),

by the end,
I thought,
"How will I get along now,
just driving in a regular car?"

But really.