growing up, i lived on the
highways between FL & KY
either in the cab of my dad's truck
or the backseat of my mom's ford.
streetlights became stars, &
the stars became my universe
i saw my first meteor at 3am
on the road back from TN.
Halloweens were spent in the cab
with Bugle's on my fingertips,
cackling like a witch.
Christmas was an adventure,
stuffed into the backseat between
blankets & winter clothes.
breakfast was a McGriddle,
lunch was a bag of chips & soda
from the gas stations & truck stops,
and dinner was my favorite, always
at ******* Barrel, beside the fire place
surrounding by my family & others.
the highway is my home, &
i wouldn't have it any other way.
Oct 29, 2017
Oct 29, 2017 at 1:56 PM UTC
growing up, i lived on the
highways between FL & KY
either in the cab of my dad's truck
or the backseat of my mom's ford.
streetlights became stars, &
the stars became my universe
i saw my first meteor at 3am
on the road back from TN.
Halloweens were spent in the cab
with Bugle's on my fingertips,
cackling like a witch.
Christmas was an adventure,
stuffed into the backseat between
blankets & winter clothes.
breakfast was a McGriddle,
lunch was a bag of chips & soda
from the gas stations & truck stops,
and dinner was my favorite, always
at ******* Barrel, beside the fire place
surrounding by my family & others.
the highway is my home, &
i wouldn't have it any other way.
Looking back, I see now that I had a very nomadic childhood, either traveling across the state lines with my dad or my mom, moving every 3 years when the bug bites.
