Blowing in the wind.

A tumbleweed blew across the road this morning...and for a brief moment, I felt my eyes sting with tears.  I wanted to get out of the car and roll into a ball and follow it down the road.  No worries...no responsibilities...no need to eat or drink or sleep...no need to deal with the crap that life throws at you.  Just the neverending pleasure of going where the wind blows.

Then a song came on the radio that reminded me of my children...and it pulled me back to reality and the life I lead right now.

I will have to ease on down the road some other day.  Good day sweet tumbleweed.  Happy journey.