Over the Mountains

Almost every week I make a three hour drive over the mountains. My youngest offspring made me a flash drive to listen to filled with driving music. It’s an eclectic collection to help keep me awake on the drive.

A couple songs just make me want to dance. So I decided to pull over, crank the volume and dance. What better way to take a break and stretch ones legs. So there I was on the side of the road grooving to the tunes when a State trooper pulled over to see if I was okay and asked if  I needed any  help. I told him I could use a dance partner.

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