when i'm in a car i am the kind of person who loves the radio blaring and the windows down, all down if possible. on my way to the store last night weather conditions permitted a perfect wind in your hair experience. a nice 68 degrees, dry, lightly breezy, and the local radio station just seeemed to know what i was wanting to hear. like i said.... perfect.
i know its crazy, it was maybe a five minute ride, including the red light i had to pause at, but it was awesome, the air at your face forcing you to take deep breaths and in between belting out random lines and lyrics from your favorite tune at the top of your lungs, not giving a shit if the weird bald man picking his nose behind his "invisi-glass" is staring at you like you're the strange one.
it was a five minute bliss about not caring what the world or who was in it thought about me or what i was doing- and it felt amazing
it's the little things... definitely the little things :)
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I'm a Floridian girl, the phrase 'nice 68 degrees' makes me shiver :) but the rest I love and can relate to. It is slightly cliche, but there really is nothing like the wind in your hair... And creepy old men sound familiar too :/
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