Driving the drunk with pleasure, designation, and occasional resignation

A sunset from a perch in the Del Monte Forest and the Pebble Beach community where this story takes place. Photo by the author.

“So if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive?

Will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive?

It’s driven me before and it seems to be the way that everyone else gets around

But lately I’m beginning to find that when I drive myself, my light is found…”