The Open Road
Her blog got me thinking. I'd love to just drive off, not sure where to, who with, or where I'd stay. Just the thought of being free is enough.
This day is perfect for driving. Not a cloud in the sky.
Maybe this thinking has something to do with the fact that I am stuck working on a beautiful Friday night.
I have too much time on my hands to think about what I want to do; instead I am dealing with this responsibility called a jorb.
5 Comments:
Let Browny roam free, and we'll follow him to freedom -- no matter how far he hops or where he decides to go.
(We might even get as far as the little space behind the couch.)
Haha, you're funny.
Sometimes, our best posts are actually our comments on the blogs of others.
That was a good example.
I want to sell all of my earthly possessions(except my greatest hits cd) and walk the country with a backpack. But then I remember I don't like backpacks.
Jorb! (Oh, I get it. JILB! Ha, I've never really noticed how you got that..)
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