I slip into a zen-like happy place; the gentle buzz of cars passing on the left. Cruise is set and I am one with the road again. No stranger to endless yellow and white lines, rest areas, and mile marker signs, my mind goes where it wants. No kids whining, no dogs barking. My arm rides the wind like a long wave. The breeze is warm and welcome, and the miles come as they please. Forget horns, the finger, and road-rage, I'm an old dog now, minding my own in the slow lane. It's easier over here, safe from speeders and hungry cops.
Born behind the wheel. A feeling of freedom and America fulfill me. It's a blue bandanna, feeling sixteen again or ten, wearing dark sunglasses, and singing along. The road takes me back, keeps me young, and gets me where I'm going. The grass is green, it's spring today, and cattle chew knowingly. The sky knows it's spring too, vast and blue. Green grass, blue sky, and black asphalt call my soul home wherever I go.
Drive to the desert or the mountains, roll the windows down on your way home, go down memory lane in some old stomping grounds; either way eat your slice of happy place springtime pie on the good old open road today.
HAPPY SPRING!
Road trips have to be one of the most fun things to do. You are a chip off the old block Nat, pardon the cliche. I love the open road too. It calls to me, I'm eager to get behind the wheel, I want to go on a journey that lasts for weeks. I want to leave the old thoughts behind me for a while and welcome the new ones that greet me as the world opens up before me. It's always a thrill to see what's around the next corner, or to try to catch a glimpse of oceans, lakes or rivers that tease my eye. Anticipation is what drives me, looking forward to the next place, taste or face that I'll encounter. Right now I'm looking forward to being on the road again!
ReplyDeleteNo need to pardon your cliche, if the shoe fits wear it. Hahaha. I'll see your cliche and raise you one!
ReplyDeleteWow, you're both awesome writers! Which makes me think i might as well throw a cliche in there too: "Like mother, like daughter." i think that's how it's said anyway ... :-) i sure would like to hit the road about now too, but i'm stuck here at home. i hope you had a great ride Natalie!!!
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