When I have nothing pressing to do, and time isn't being it's usual fleeting self, I sometimes drive nowhere. I drive to my favorite valley, or tiny town and sit for a few minutes. Sometimes I don't even get out of my car. I just park and roll down my windows.
Last year I went on a weekend trip with a few friends.. our stay in the place was okay, but nothing special. On the way home I pulled off the highway and drove a few miles to this lake. We only stayed maybe twenty minutes.
The way home was best part of the trip
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"If it's this place or any other, it's not where I am, it's who I'm with. "
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