Wednesday, March 21, 2012

the journey

It reminds me of the times we drove 7 hours to get to Tennessee where my aunt lives.
We would all sit in the same seat because my brother is as tall as my house.
he needs some leg space.
and my mom would always drive and my grandma would sit in the passenger seat .
I hate riding for that long it's like sitting in school for 10 years.
The drive to the beach doesn’t bug me as much because its only 4 hours.

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