Cold sweat, hidden here,
I’m not sure I’ll make it there.
But with the sun bright,
and with the wind at my back,
I think I’ll take to the road.
Blogs I Follow
My journey as a writer and my various hobby's .
Pen and Keystroke
My novel titled Ghost Watching, fictional short stories and a few words of poetic wonder thrown in for good measure.
An insight to a heart mind and soul.
"Owls are not what they seem"
Keeping my brain from turning into oatmeal...
poetry for the soul
we're all mad here
Jay W Carmichael
And thus the journey has begun. Great job :-)
Yes! adventure…
Leaving town, I see? Aren’t you a little late according to your post-it notes? :)
ha, actually I wrote this once I made it back! I left even earlier then I had planned and made it with time to spare!
May your road take you where you somewhere nice