Open Spaces

I want open spaces

Deserted country roads

Tired of the loud music on the weekends blaring through my bedroom window

Rude people feeling entitled that they should get first

Blowing through stop signs because they are in a hurry

I’d rather drive on deer fill roads

Than crater-sized potholes that blowout my tires

I want to smell the air

Not see the smog and choke on the pollution

Rivers with fish and life within them

Instead of a river filled with garbage, and floating tries on the banks

I’d rather see all the stars

Not be blinded by all the neon lights

No more searching for parking when I have acres and driveway

I want to move to the country

Leave the city behind

I want the peace of the wild

No more wild city

Day #129 SJD

Segundo Juan Devora