In my car

I write in my car because...
the scenery is always moving and for some reason that makes it easier to daydream.
the bumps in the asphalt give my words rhythm.
stoplights and traffic are boring.
I can't always wait until I get to a notebook and desktop.
I'm afraid I'll lose the words somewhere deep in my head.
sometimes thoughts hit me so hard I need to capture them.
it breaks up the drive.
I'm a safe driver, and I can handle writing and driving simultaneously.
songs on the radio can spark and emotion I don't want to go away.
I wonder how my thoughts change throughout the year.
I'm in the rain, but I'm dry.
I don't have time to write anywhere else.
It's my secret office.
I don't know what will come next.