We were driving
on a cross country
road trip.
I feel like
we were
always on
long, cross country
road trips.
Everyone in the car
was sipping those large
gas station coffees.
It had started
to snow.
I remember
thinking the flakes
that were coming down
made it look like our car
was going into
light speed,
the same way the
ships in Starwarz do.
Thanksgiving was coming up
in a few days.
My sister rolled down
her window,
snow was getting
inside of the car,
but freezing temperatures
were no match
for the hyperactivity
of kids
stuck in a car
all day long
drinking large coffees.
She stuck her
head out the window
and screamed
into the side of a mountain
“I LOVE THE PILGRIMS”
and I’m still thankful.
Christmas music was
turned on not long after.
After all,
it looked more like
christmas outside.
That trip is when
I found out
my sense of humor
had a tendency
for the dark.
We drove past
a snowmobile,
stuck in the snow.
I laughed at the irony,
I laughed that no one else
was laughing.
I still laugh about
it sometimes
and wonder how
our car ever made
it through that pass.
This is was nostalgia
looks like.
-EKJ
Very intuitive. What a great writer.
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Your sense of humor is spot on with that snow mobile!
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Glad to know someone agrees!!
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Wondering if this is a true story???
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