And it's a typical day off. I spent half of it behind the wheel of my van, ferrying (or should that be vanning?) people around. Usually, it makes for a long day.
Not today, not really, anyway. It was one of those days that makes me wish I was headed out on a cross country trip. Sunny, clear and the only idiot on the road was me.
On one of my trips, I got to see a pink church. When I say pink, I mean Princess Pink. It was so pink, it should have had a tiara wrapped around its steeple. Later, while picking my daughter up from a job interview, we drove through a neighborhood that we rarely get to see. Mind you, this neighborhood is placed between the two main roads that define downtown where I live. But going through it felt like we were in a much smaller town a whole lot farther away. Rather reminded me of my grandmother's neighborhood before Charlotte, NC grew into it.
It was, indeed a good day. And so far, the evening seems to be going well, too.
Oh, yeah, did some writing, as well. *snort* Yep. Another beginning. Right now, just working on technique, borrowing from my dreams.
Have fun, folks.
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