open-road

There is your car and the open road, the fabled lure of random adventure. You stand at the verge, and you could become anything. Your future shifts and warps with your smallest step, your shitty little whims. The man you will become is at your mercy.

The times on the open road with all the unknown ahead were the times I was happiest and most secure, with people who knew our core and lived solely for the purpose of unmediated experiences and love, from which purpose itself is born. Not the distant idea of life, love and purpose dirtied by constructs.

Go outside. Don__ tell anyone and don__ bring your phone. Start walking and keep walking until you no longer know the road like the palm of your hand, because we walk the same roads day in and day out, to the bus and back home and we cease to see. We walk in our sleep and teach our muscles to work without thinking and I dare you to walk where you have not yet walked and I dare you to notice. Don__ try to get anything out of it, because you won__. Don__ try to make use of it, because you can__. And that__ the point. Just walk, see, sit down if you like. And be. Just be, whatever you are with whatever you have, and realise that that is enough to be happy. There__ a whole world out there, right outside your window. You__ be a fool to miss it.

She was a gypsy, as soon as you unravelled the many layers to her wild spirit she was on her next quest to discover her magic. She was relentless like that, the woman didn't need no body but an open road, a pen and a couple of sunsets.

Be a team player, not a bandwagon jumper.

The highway of grace will get you somewhere a whole lot faster then the freeway of spite.

From this point forward, you don__ even know how to quit in life.__ Aaron Lauritsen, _100 Days Drive

True friends don't come with conditions.

The high road of grace will get you somewhere a whole lot faster then the freeway of spite.

Life's trials will test you, and shape you, but don__ let them change who you are.__ Aaron Lauritsen, _100 Days Drive

Those roads provided breath-taking views. There's something special about an empty road going on and on and on to the horizon where the sun burns the world away into a dancing, shmmering heat haze that reflects the crystal blue sky, literally blurring the line between heaven and earth.

Those who achieve the extraordinary are usually the most ordinary because they have nothing to prove to anybody. Be Humble.

The struggles we endure today will be the __ood old days_ we laugh about tomorrow.

It's in those quiet little towns, at the edge of the world, that you will find the salt of the earth people who make you feel right at home.