Treasure Island

RoseAnn V. Shawiak

(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Driving


As you're driving down the road, hurrying to work, appointments,
of just being stressed, do you ever stop in the middle of your
mind and wonder, What the heck am I doing? Why am I rushing
around and worrying?
Calming down, getting hold of yourself and disposition, taking
a few deep breaths and relaxing behind the wheel.
Mind now focused where it's supposed to be while driving.

(7: 22 a.m. - 10/28/13)

Submitted: Thursday, January 02, 2014

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