Jul 9, 2011

7.7.11

sometimes, not often, but some moments  when i think of leaving again... leaving my family and loved ones and the magnificent scenery i find myself in... i feel heavy with fatigue and so blue and melancholy.  my heart longs to continue dwelling where it is and the thought of leaving makes it ache.

but then i get on the road. and i hit the gas.  and i roll the windows down. and i turn the music up. and i put my hand out into the rushing air.

  and all is well again.

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