anywhere.

anywhere.We used to drive away
Aimlessly wandering on wheels
Looking for beauty and peace
A break from our everyday
Never left without a camera
Or our driving journal
We recorded everything
So we would never forget
Our talks about all things
Some funny, some deep,
Some happy, some sad
And always the part
Where we talked about boys
Most didn’t understand
Our lengthy disappearances
Never knowing our destination
Until the moment we arrived
They would say
You can talk anywhere
And we would say
That is why we go anywhere

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About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, sometimes blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Italy, but she would settle for a non-oceanfront home in Italy. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
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19 Responses to anywhere.

  1. The V Pub says:

    I loved jumping in a car and going on the road to nowhere, anywhere. Great post, Sandra.

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  2. Meritings says:

    This reminds me of a time when I, and my best friend, used to go drinking on a Saturday night and then go to the railway station when the bar closed. We would catch the first train to wherever it was going and spend the Sunday there. We were in Germany at the time so saw some fabulous places.

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  3. Miriam says:

    Nothing beats just taking off and heading who knows where. I miss those carefree days. Lovely post, Sandra.

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  4. I love this! Just get in the car and go who cares where! The last few days I’ve been daydreaming about a getaway. Spring fever. Man, we all need a vacation!

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  5. Lovely I love those during the day!

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  6. I remember days where I just got in the car, listen to music, and drove to nowhere.

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