Everywhere a sign

painted road arrow

No signs or maps, no GPS electronic voice guiding me through backroads and highways. Moving along tentatively, one step, one inch at a time. Hoping the path I choose is the right one.

The Trifextra challenge this weekend is: a 33-word free write

28 thoughts on “Everywhere a sign

  1. Funny, we were at dinner last night with friends talking about how my wife and her husband were addicted to their siri/gps/I phones while me and his wife liked instinct and memory.

    This is why your 33 words speak to me. That reckless abandoned sense of adventure means something…even when you get lost.

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    1. My hubs isn’t nearly as tightly tethered to his smartphone as I am. I believe I literally went through some kind of withdrawal when I was without wifi for six days.

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  2. I was born with no internal compass bone. Seriously, it’s a thing. And thus people often ask me which way to turn because they know, unequivocally, that the opposite direction will be the way to go. Remember that if we’re ever lost together, Tara.

    Nice job on this one. 🙂

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    1. My husband is one of those people who never asks for directions, but also never gets lost. It’d kinda irritating. If I have a map, I’m golden. Just stick with me.

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