its one of those days where i wish i could be sitting in a passenger seat for 23 hours. just driving aimlessly, there could be a direction but i wouldn’t know, nor would i care much. the heat on and windows cracked, the perfect blend of air. just to sit in the passenger seat.
either that or
its one of those days where i wish i was camping, the cabin kind of camping. brick and wood surrounding you, big sweaters, crisp air. ugh. i think id sit on the porch of a cabin for about 23 hours. so long as someone would bring me hot chocolate or tea regularly. listening to birds song, wind rustling things, the clouds moving along. reading or writing.
its just one of those days id kill to sit and absorb my surroundings, refresh my thoughts or cleanse a busy mind. its going to be a good day no matter where i am but.. if i had it my way id be in one of those spots! sigh, friday wasted no time, and im glad.