oasis

Tired and thirsty she started her journey. Through heinous traffic she slowly progressed through L.A. Sleep threatened to take her every few minutes on her uneventful drive, but she fought with the urge because she knew she was driving a killing machine (aka suburban). Finally she was on the 101 and took time to glance around her at beautiful mountains and stunning cumulonumbus clouds. Still tired and desparate for a drink and something to eat she continued past arguably the most breathtakingly beautiful stretch of freeway where it curves by the blue-green ocean. Clouds stretched out and were lit up by colorful light. On she drove and suddenly hopeful she exited the highway longing for an oasis. Through pouring rain she saw it. A beacon of hope.... Starbucks.... With vanilla latte and cranberry orange scone in hand her spirits were revived and she joyfully continued her dark, wet journey to see the ying to her yang.