Sometimes I think that just getting in the car and driving as far as she will go is the best thing I could do.
I look at my friends who are doing amazing things. Though they are admittedly not simple things. It makes me wonder what I’m doing that’s amazing?
While I do believe in many ways that right now maybe making coffee is my calling I often feel the tug on my heartstrings of something bigger, something better and something more.
I do not for one second regret any of the choices that I have made but maybe I’m just getting restless.
One day I’ll buy that plane ticket. One day I’ll hit the road. And it will be glorious.
