000097 #worm All was dark and swirling. The roads became icy. The witch's knuckles became clenched. We had to switch off driving to not go crazy. Much of the relaxation flew out the window into the haze but a certain warm green light of it stayed at my soul's center and I don't believe has ever quite left. I think that is why I enjoyed the death-defying journey back so much. With that little green light going, I knew it was all okay. All part of it, or something. Or maybe I didn't know that. Maybe I was just having a good time way the fuck out there in the middle of nowhere. Yeah, I think that's it.