Cool

D.C.
Summer.
Sunlight.
Saturday morning.
Warm . . . to the tune of 75 degrees and no humidity.
Perfect.

Clothes . . . packed.
Car . . . gassed up and ready.
She’s almost ready . . . me, I’ve been ready.
Waited for this day for so long . . . so yeah,
I’m putting the luggage in the trunk right now.

Now the question is,
where?
And I have no idea.
When I suggested
the road trip
I was just trying to get away.
From life.
From the kids.
From work.
From stress.
And everything else.
I asked her . . . and the response was “You tell me”

Damn! She comes downstairs, finally ready.
She’s stunning . . . had no idea jeans could fit like that.
“What?”
“Nothing”
“Then why are you staring like that?”
I smile, “Don’t worry . . . so where are we going?”
“95 North”
“Philly?
New York? Anywhere in particular?”
“Don’t know. Don’t care.
And no more questions; let’s just see where today takes us”
Cool.

Top . . . opened.
Music . . . smooth and chilled.
The most beautiful silent conversation ever follows.
And the moment,
priceless.

Sounds wonderful

Don't forget the coffeeeeeeeeee in travel cups;-)

I really like this.

Niagara falls !
Always wanted to see them...
Great write Mig
Hope you and your lady have a most bodacious trip.