The drive is my favorite place to be. The reason behind this is that the drive is a perfect purgatory. A perfect middle ground. In the drive i’m going somewhere and yet at the same time i’m going nowhere. You’re leaving and going at the same time. I love this fulcrum because it allows me to not worry about making a decision because it’s happening at the same time. A moment of peace. When driving I relish in the feelin of the hot sun practically cooking the top of my skin. Every time i’m in the car I feel like a lizard resting upon the rocks and soaking in all the warm light. This giving you a great excuse to buy those sickly sweet drinks. Of course water as well. While focusing on not running off the road I get glimpse of all the beautiful
sceneries I past by.For example the dry, deserted fields that on the horizons you can see the tall rocky formations of mountains, hills, and plateaus. Or even the warm colors of red, brown and yellow of all the autumn leaves hanging above waving in the wind. The endless seas with their soft yellow beaches along a staggering rocky cliff. I sometimes forget to enjoy those views due to my strict focus on the danger of the road. The music in addition to the drive can make everything all the more empowering. Singing at the top of your lungs out as if no one is around. Like the main character in those cheesy 80’s movies where the hero drives off in their stylish (most of the time) Chevy Camaros. They wear their aviator glasses and a smug grin across their faces like they know how awesome they look. I suppose you could say I crave to have that kind of a look too. Kinda hard to do that what you drive a 1997 Toyota Four Runner. But with a little bit of imagination you can do anything. The drive is a moment. A moment that if I could I would live in forever.
Each person has a place that calls to them, a house, plot of land, town, a place that one can call home. It fundamentally changes a person, becoming a part of who they are. The old summer cabins, the bedroom that was always comfortable, the library that always had a good book ready. The places that inspire a sense of nostalgic happiness, a place where nothing can go wrong.
Bring Plenty of Water & Keep Cool: Nothing’s worse on a hot day than being dehydrated.
the other hand love the place that they are in at the start - the
Taking a deep breath of fresh air, admiring a breathtaking view, and watching the sizzling
We begin our thrilling adventure by traversing down the legendary Road to Hana, surrounded by spectacular views of slithering cliffs, stunning beaches and dramatic seascapes, towering waterfalls
Maybe it’s the fact that I tend to stay in my room all weekend, which leads to people thinking I’m studying when in reality I am probably binge watching a TV show or maybe it’s my glasses, but most people who don’t know me too well assume that I am smart. Now that is a great thing for me because I don’t have to try as hard to impress them, but I end up finding myself in a bit of a problem. The problem is that everyone thinks I enjoy admiring school textbooks. But the truth is I’m usually admiring my Justin Bieber poster on my bedroom wall. Ever since I was in sixth grade I’ve been a huge fan of Bieber. His music always brought a feeling of calmness and back in the day his “never say never” motto, was what I lived by. I might still be living by that motto because I’ve decided to write this essay
not many cars on the road encouraging me to drive faster. I had just gone
The air hung around them, tensed and quiet. The fragility of her emotion was threatening to shatter. It is as if that time stood still for her. She fingered the brim of her notebook, nervously and took notice of the cup of coffee on her side. Controlling the sudden urged to drown the caffeine all at once; she carefully picked the cup and warily sipped its content. It had long been cold, and her tongue appreciated that fact.
place. This is where we come to grips with our lives, relax, and reflect. This
pasta in alfredo sauce or a thick burger and a beer. But I’m still driving, driving, driving, so there’s no hope of that.
Summer vacation, and school ends for about three months, and then you have as much fun as you can, then back to school… right? Well I had to go to summer school, but it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. Everything was going fine, I had a job after summer school, and that was going fine as well. They say that summer is supposed to be fun and exciting, and it usually is for me and my family. However in July my father started coughing up blood. My father usually doesn’t make it his top priority to go to the doctors, so he waited about four weeks until he really didn’t feel good.
I am by myself wearing my blue jeans and an old flannel shirt. It is cool outside but I decided to leave my gloves at home, feeling comfortable with my warm shirt and my sturdy boots.
If I have a bad game or my team losses very bad, it is always nice and relaxing to just sit in the car and reflect on what I did wrong or what the team did wrong while listening to music. Music
A place, for me, is somewhere that I am familiar with and I recognize it in some way as my own special geographic location. It is somewhere I am emotionally attached to and it is a place that I wish to remain at. I personally feel that it has taken me years to achieve this particular comprehension about where for certain that place is for me in my life, and to make out why I feel a certain way about being within the walls of my own home. I have now come to realize that my home is where my heart will always truly be, because I believe it is the only place where I will always be loved without
inside of me for the rest of my life which will help me a lot in the