Bliss  I was driving down the road today when the funniest thing happened.  I put my Clay Aiken CD in the CD player in the car.  It was a warm spring day.  With the windows rolled down, the sun roof open, the warmth of the sun was beating down on my head. The wind blew my hair all over the place, and I looked up and reveled in the glory of the day.        I listened to his voice, and a heavy breeze blew through the car, making me gasp at its timing.  It started just as “I Will Carry You” began to play. Listening to that voice, I was lost in a reverie. I had had a destination in mind when I started driving, but then between lights, something happened. I just kept driving. I felt this glorious expression forming on my face.  I caught a look of myself in the rear view mirror, and I wore the silliest grin.  It was plastered there and I couldn’t stop smiling if someone had paid me.        As I continued to listen, it was if the whole world faded before my eyes.  Time stood still.  In my car, it was just Clay and I.  We drove all over Indianapolis together, and the troubles in my life ceased to exist.  For just those few moments there was no one else. I didn’t have a care in the world.  I drove past the Indiana State Fair Grounds, smiling more, realizing that in less than 3 months, we would be face to face, even if I was just one face among a sea of thousands. But for just one moment today, I was in a state of pure bliss, unlike anything I had ever experienced. I hope it happens again some day, even just for another fleeting second.  After all, I’ve been waiting forever for a moment like this, and I will wait again.  Shari L. Sanchez May 5, 2005