Rambling Fever

I’m getting a case of the rambling fever. Sunny and warm spring days seems to always bring it on. It all started back in high school. I would be sitting in the afternoon study hall which really was the cafeteria. It had huge glass windows facing the south and the open highway. Sure you could smell industrial soap used to wash the lunch dishes and the school staff rattling the plates putting them away. But if you concentrate hard enough you would find yourself rolling down a lone ribbon of black looking for the next sunset. You could feel the warm sun glowing in your mind and feel the balmy winds flowing through the car windows. It might have been entirely a mind journey but what a release from high school bullies and teachers who abused their power. Are you ready for a road trip?  Visit my Facebook