Every journey has an end. That's what everyone says; that's what I've been told. But when your journey lasts for more than a year, you find yourself looking through the windshield with binoculars, searching for your final destination or looking in the rear view mirror remembering what you've left behind.
Looing back you think of all the sad faces as you departure. All your friends feel they have been stabbed in the back, your sitting there in the back seat wondering why you've left behind your territory and left behind your playful furry feline but it is probably for the best. "Well here we go boys," is what I heard as it echoed from the front seat going through my head a million times in the space of a few seconds.
The car seemed so spacious as we left, there
On your way, you stop at many places that make you feel so welcome and invited to stay for a while but in fact it's just like a little girl's sleep over, you have a bit of fun and have one of the best sleep's of your life but in the morning you wake up and it's all over as you are driving off into the distance wondering when you will just stop and settle at one place.
was also a great coolness and comfort about the car. Looking out the window you see things you've never seen before in your life like a really tall big-eared monster hoping on two legs through the brownie-red durt. You sit there wondering what the hell it is for a few minutes until you finally ask "Dad what's that," and your father leaves you in suspense for a few seconds and finally replies "That's a kangaroo son," you think for a minute tryin
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