As Matty and I took a break in the gypsy wagon today, I thought, we should really go on a voyage. You know, a dream trip somewhere...
Matty wasn't convinced. He just sulked.
I said -
Awe, c'mon Matty, let's get out of town...
Pack up our stuff and go anywhere.
But Matty was like...
Why do we have to go anywhere?
I love home.
I smiled and said....
I have the best idea.
We will go on the voyage of all voyages.
A voyage where we get to sleep in our own beds.
Where we can have, and eat and buy anything we want because...
It's a voyage in our minds.
He perked up.
Albeit, just a little, as he was still skeptical.
That's just the kind of guy he is :)
Then I thought about how silly it was of me, to be dreaming about a pretend vacation.
So, I expunged the thought.
But just as quickly as I expunged it, I grabbed it, and dragged it back.
And I thought...
Really, if I could go anywhere (all expenses paid, plus spending money), where would I go?
I don't know.
I really don't know.
Where would you go?
Do you know?
Would it be to the forest or the sea? On a sail boat? In a tee-pee? To the east or to the west? Across the ocean? Oh my, oh me? I don't know.... For some odd & totally random reason, natural pools of hot springs keep popping into my head. So odd.
Oh where, oh where, oh where would you go?