Sitting in the backseat

Sometimes life is like

sitting in the backseat of a car

listening to someone else’s music

watching a time lapse of lives

being lived

outside your window.

Waiting to reach a destination

you know nothing about,

but that you are hoping

is going to be good.

18 thoughts on “Sitting in the backseat

  1. The spirit of adventure dear lady, it can come in some of the most tiny box’s on up to travels far distant and the drivers whim…but the chocolate at the end is always such an exquisite treasure to remember 😀 ❤️ 🙏🏽 🦋 😂 🤣

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