Road Trippin' Day 8

9/30/2020

The trip is coming to an end but I am only getting started.
Packing adventures and unforgettable scenic treasures in just over a week was truly the best gift I could give myself this year. EVER, really. But this year any escape of the city, the mundane stressful every day life, and the NEWS, is very much needed.

It is two thirty in the morning and I'm writing this. But I am not ready for a re-cap. I want to soak in the last moments of being AWAY so they could linger well after I am back home.
Home and away.
Away and home.
Wish they felt the same. Wish I could take the explorer in me and let her ride in her discovery mode in my daily familiar life. Can I see my street in new fresh eyes? Can I discover areas in my home as if I've never seen them before? Can I take the sense of adventure and spontaneity into my daily routine? Can I include nature in my city? And most importantly: will I remember THIS feeling, so I will make sure I go on the road again really really really soon???

The road trip isn't over. In fact, the road trip is NEVER over.
It's the road trip of life. And the road of life is a curvy never-ending road... with many dents along the way, and yes, some rainbows. The road is always ALIVE, it's in movement, and all one gotta do... is follow it.

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Tamar Pelzig pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog that may, or may not be, of any significance to anyone other than herself. If you found her lil' life lessons, stories, poems and blurbs meaningful to you, well that's f**ing amazing! Comment and share so she can pat herself in the back - she doesn't do that nearly enough. Cheers.

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