The best part of a work day is the drive back home -- happy with the work that got done; content that the rest can wait; looking forward to a nice dinner and maybe meeting some friends. Driving the car I love; music blasting, singing along with full freedom to my vocal chords :P
Maybe the happiness is what makes me more open to my surroundings on the way back home.. Here's a few pics I clicked away with my phone on different such occasions..
4 comments:
nice..... on the contrary my drive every day typically involves cops, mafia thugs, loan collectors, and people with torches and pitchforks
:D
you should just move to Santa Barbara.. those vineyards and postcard scenes.. :P
I am pretty sure Friday has a lot to do with the new found spiritualism in way back home from work ;)
:D actually Fridays are probably the exceptions to this experience.. I am always in a hurry to get somewhere on that day :P
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