The One With The Car I Dubbed Sundance.

Dear Lover,

I rented a car.

It smelled like mold and smoke.

So I rolled the windows down.

And breathed in mountain air.

Took curves as altitudes rose higher.

Kicked up dust on a gravel road.

Listened to Cat Stevens through the static.

Out in the middle of no where.

Out West.

Love,

Me.