Driving between central Florida and Louisville usually takes between 13 and 15 hours, depending on traffic, weather, and how tired I am. Still, I am able to make it in a single day. So far.
About half the trip is through Georgia. It occurred to me recently that on most of these drives I am in Georgia when the sun sets. “The sun sets in Georgia” seems to have a ring to it. Maybe a song title? I don’t know.
In my car, alone, is just about the only place I sing. Out loud. Sometimes really loud. Be grateful you aren’t there to hear it. Of course, if you were there I wouldn’t be singing so you wouldn’t hear it. Never mind.
There are a few CDs that I listen to on almost every long drive. Some songs that I know will make me laugh. Some that bring me to the verge of tears. [Not that I would ever really cry while I'm driving because of some stupid song because that would be... stupid. And unmanly.]
I have spent almost half my life [so far] in Florida. [You know the difference between uranium and me? Uranium has a half-life more than I do. bah-DUM-bum] With the current state of the economy, this is a terrible time to think about changing jobs or moving. But I do. Think about it.
Oh, hello. Nothing to see here. Move along now.
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