Drive.

Drive.

 

11:11  

It’s time to make a new beginning, or a new ending. That’s the best part of life, we don’t know what chapter we are in  

Today was a day of checking off errands then ditching them for some quiet from the city. I grabbed a book, my camera, and my car keys.

In an hours time I reached Green World Farms and sat outside it’s doors with a hot cup of coffee.  

There’s a sense of freedom when you run from your house, your chores, your responsibilties for the open road. The windows down and wind twirling and spinning your hair, music blaring along it’s swirls.

This with the painted golden hour land scape is the cure for a clogged mind. This is what strips you a bit, exposes your soul, resets your mind.  

Here is where you get to guess what chapter you are in.

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