Sometimes he loved to be lost. That feeling of having helpelessness. No clue where to go, who you'd meet along the way, or where you could end up.
Today was one of those days.
The sun was hung high in the sky while the clouds drifted lazily below it, casting long shadows along th desert floor.
He was content as he drove forward - leaving a dust trail behind.
He hoped the road ahead of him stretched on forever.
I need one of these days.........
ReplyDeletethis is a familiar feeling, love it!
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