I love to drive. There are many feelings that come along with driving. They range from calmness and tranquility, rage, frustration, confusion, happiness, definitely relaxation and quietness. I traveled 3 counties this evening. They are Ashland, Medina and Wayne. The interesting part was I was able to do a large amount of this traveling on one highway. I deviated from the path many different times but always seemed to return to the same stretch of road. The bottle neck of the highway is not only alluring but leaves a urning, for lack of better words, to return to it. To explore it further, to see where it goes. To experience something new, unique or beautiful. There are down sides to constant driving though. I do not always get to accomplish all of the things I would like to do. Let’s take laundry folding for example. I would love to have folded laundry this evening but alas, time constraints limited that activity. I suppose if my time management skills were better or I would think things through a little more thoroughly, I would be more productive.

I thought I lost the viking mobile yesterday but it hasn’t given up yet. Although I did notice a reduction in power since I broke a belt on it last night while perusing through the country side aimlessly. I did notice tonight though it was hungry. For cats of all things. We argued over the first meal it wanted to devourer and I won that debate, but barely. Then when we were almost home it saw the opprotunity to take advantage of the fact I wasn’t paying attention and snatched that fuzzy little feline right off the road. Sorry kitty but my car was obviously hungry and you were the consumable of choice. At least it didn’t want deer steaks tonight. Now that the car has satisfied its cessation for fuzzy little animals, and I am content with the mileage I racked up tonite, we are both at home resting.