MyDreamWalk

Thursday, February 2nd, 2012

In Search of a Rest Room

It happens. The sun is bright, the wind calm, the belly full with a quickly consumed grilled cheese sandwich, and then unexpectedly nature calls. Many miles outside of town the service stations have disappeared. There are no road side stores. Open fields prevent a would be improvised rest room user from hiding. What to do?
A convertible sports car pulls up to me. “Are you OK? Need a ride?” the Good Samaritan driver asks. I am tempted, but decline. Then a big tree on the side of the road presents its self. Relieved I continue on my memorable wall.

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