there are certain songs that you should not play unless you are willing to succumb to them and the emotions they evoke. giddy, morose, introspective.
i choose zak and sara. instead, i will remember pulling over to watch the fireworks.
i have decided that if my job is eliminated, i will put all my things in storage (surely, i can afford 60$ a month) and say goodbye to my apartment. the closet with all the posters will have to be slowly dismantled. the books will be packed away to become the unavoidably heavy boxes. the pictures picked out so carefully stashed away, hiding the faces i love.
i will leave.
the romance of the idea! i will drive into the sunset, wave to the neighbors out with their dogs and take to the road. em, prepare the spare room and melissa, throw some blankets on the extra bed. debbie, make the bunk bed; i prefer the top. the next knock at your door might be me.
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travel is it's own reward. especially if their are hugs and kisses along the way. - M
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