Traveling

[wlotus]

T and I went for a long motorcycle ride yesterday, as has become our regular Saturday routine. Since I know my way around better than her, I act as navigator. That means I get to plan our route and can work in any detours I desire.

We got on the Northern State Parkway heading east, and I quickly turned over the choices. Should I take T past where I used to work? I've been wanting to show her the building. It seemed like an interesting thing to do...except that it felt hollow, rather than meaningful. Why does she need to see that place, anyway? It isn't like they are playing a fruitful role in my/our lives.

As the exit rushed past, I smiled and turned my face towards the open highway, again. It is time to move on.

Comments

[verucas-chaos.livejournal.com]

I loved reading this...it made me smile for you.

[wlotus.livejournal.com]

For some reason during this past week or two, I have felt the tendrils of their mistreatment of me loosening their choke-hold on my soul. I'm enjoying this sensation, and this post is part of that process.

*deep inhalation*

[arkadelos.livejournal.com]

Same here. This felt nice and relaxing.