89 degrees at 9 pm with air so heavy and still you can drink it. Driving through an undeveloped darkness -- night as it was originally intended. The black of night consumes the glow of the headlights and the world relies on the bright green glow of the dashboard and flashes of heat lightning on the horizon for illumination. The hum of the tires on the asphalt is overpowered by the rain-like cadence of bugs dying on the windshield. This is a summer night in The South.