50mm, f1.8, ISO 125, 1/15

I realize that the large majority of my day, week, and month, I know what’s coming next.

I know my schedule. I know my calendar. I know the events, and usually I know exactly how they will go.

I’m a junior in high school, in the later months of the school year. I can feel myself moving slower as I sense the unknown advancing.

I’m driving slow. On a foggy road. Late at night.

Of course, I know the direction I’m moving in. I can see the map. I can hear the directions from Google Maps’ female voice. I follow the guidelines, and I track the path of who have come before me.

I took this photo on the long ride to Joshua Tree National Park. It was an undeniably unnerving ride.

Although I’m glad I wasn’t behind the wheel, it was beautiful and damp the next morning.