After a few bad turns
we find our way.
But because of missteps
we discover the hotel pool
and see Adirondack chairs with river views
in backyards of fine homes
and find the bike station,
which is where we were headed anyway.
Isn’t life great?
Do not despise the wrong turns,
the scenic route,
the sweating you weren’t planning on,
because you just never know…
I never want to be a person who says,
“Things would’ve been perfect if only…”
and I don’t want to travel with one either.
That lovely bejeweled woman on the plane
ended up with a seatmate
who was a true purveyor of negativity.
The rain, the airlines, the time, life.
if only they were different.
I was tempted at one point to lean over and say,
“Buddy, you want to hear my story??”
but I eschew that type of competiveness.
I was happy when he drifted off.
Oh! I also never want to be
the type of person
about whom it is said,
“We were happy when she drifted off.” 🙂