Oh, the 405
giving me refuge, a breather five miles without service traffic is a gift to the workaholic So take me road, take me and all my glory take the laughter and the pain take my lessons on my prius and my dreams of owing a tesla one day then it will be just me and the road without wheels or any reason to be driving here or anywhere After all, i was given FEET i better use them walk until there is no more ground beneath me walk until i get to where i once was going walk until the earth opens wide and swallows me whole walk until the 405 is nothing but a memory of a time spent on the road with dozens other cars when it rains in Los Angeles waiting for the sun to come and for the road to clear i should have known i could have taken off my shoes and run barefoot the whole way run barefoot all the way home.
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AuthorIn April 2020, while experiencing her first ever global pandemic, Tamar Pelzig pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog to keep her creative writing wheels rolling. Categories
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