When was the last time you just got in the car and drove? It ain’t easy especially when you’ve got people you’re responsible for (kids) or you live in a highly populated area (traffic).
I was mid laundry load on a Sunday when I said “Fuck it. Laundry can wait.” I grabbed a jug of water, hopped in my car and drove two hour north to a place I can only describe as magical–Sedona, Arizona. Damn, that felt good. With work, kid, husband, responsibility –I don’t remember the last time I went on a solo adventure in the spur of a moment that didn’t include the parking lot of an Ikea. I had a glass of wine, prayed at a church that’s built into a rock, and hiked up a mountain to find an invisible vortex. I was home by 6, threw another laundry load into the washer by 6:30, showered and in bed by 8–feeling exhausted but invigorated.
There is a whole world that I want to see and I’m gonna see it…the laundry can wait.