“ When I was single I would travel across the country by myself with the radio turned up enjoying the view and the sounds. I started to think there was more to life and I should share these sights and music with someone. So I got married and now when I travel I have my wife beside me. She reads a book or works on her crossword puzzles. (Does not like any of the scenery no matter where we go.) Oh. Also she doesn't want the radio on because the noise bothers her. I don't travel much anymore.”
What Would Your Fantasy Road Trip Be Like?
-- From NYT
That about sums up marriage life, not my venue, not my road, not my take or place...Take me home Divine Mother...and tarry not to gather your flowers on this dwelling place called My Heart.
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