Last seconds to departure just gone, a whistle — the car lazily starts, and everything outside, looked so steady and solid just few moments before, suddenly drifts and runs far away. Did we forget something to take? Was there anything yet to say? Doesn't matter anymore, we're on the way. Just a light sadness of leaving glides on the windows with the last sparks of the sunset. And timid thoughts in the unknown: how will be there? As if hiding us from the past and the future, from our worries, hopes and plans, this long journey ahead gives that particular feeling of lightness and freedom, leaving nothing, but to admire its views through the window, listen to its distant sounds and fall deeper into its exciting limitless mood.