You know the moment when it’s raining really heavily and you’re either driving or you’re a passenger in the car and it’s all insane, and then you drive under a bridge and for a split second (or a few split seconds) everything is calm and silent and still?
I cherish this moment.
The moment after being in craziness. The moment before going back into the craziness. There’s something so uniquely beautiful in that moment of stillness as you drive under the bridge.
This is a short blog post, but be encouraged to love bridges,