Land and Sea and Music and Heart

It's hard not to fall in love all over again when you are driving through California listening to the cornucopia of music that is here.  I've fallen in love and broken my heart all over again.  I am useless against it, against any form of romance.  California and all that wind and sky and water and grass.  Rock and tree.  Further and farther and on and on.  I broke good a couple times.  Just fell apart.  It's the music, of course, but the driving and the feeling of being cut free, too.

I don't know what to say about it.  All that land and sea and music and heart.