On Pulling Over
Yup, I do remember struggling into town and toward the nearest mechanic after a long ride, only to have something loose, tightened.
I drove on and to my destination smiling.
With a wide, bright smile is the only way to drive as far as I’m concerned.
Lovely. Thank you, Tom.
Thank you!
Quite a comforting & also ideas-stimultating metaphor for an oldie like me (84) embarking on her memoir - thank you!
Thank you so very much for reading and replying, Caroline. Write on!
Yup, I do remember struggling into town and toward the nearest mechanic after a long ride, only to have something loose, tightened.
I drove on and to my destination smiling.
With a wide, bright smile is the only way to drive as far as I’m concerned.
Lovely. Thank you, Tom.
Thank you!
Quite a comforting & also ideas-stimultating metaphor for an oldie like me (84) embarking on her memoir - thank you!
Thank you so very much for reading and replying, Caroline. Write on!