Throwing the Atlas out the window

There is something ever so blissful about getting lost with people you love.
Some mix of adventure, spontaneity, and desperation.
You begin to realize that it doesn't really matter what time it is, how much gas you're using, or how long it will take to get back home.
You are lost, you have company, and you have no control over where you end up.
I think some of the best times I have ever had have been spent getting lost.