wishful thinkin'

I visited a friend this evening who lives about an hour away. On the drive home, I really started itching for a road trip. Yeah, the whole idea of a vacation sounds appealing, especially since my recent vacation consisted of packing, cleaning, painting, and the grand finale of moving.

But, I sometimes find the drive there to be just as much fun as the destination. At this point, I could care less where I end up. I'd be perfectly content to be cruisin' down some road or another, with the setting sun, windows rolled down, my fav. tunes playin', and good company by my side...