When Was the Last Time You Got Lost?
After a shopping excursion with my daughter, we made the best of our forced alternate route home.
the Lego structured skyline pads our yellow brick road home GPS concierge take us all the way easing our ride with acoustic rock pleasant conversation with a vibe
Woah, screech! road ends re-route, re-route no! go home, go home readjusts roundabout style Abort! Abort! Abort!
breathless laughs continue with mixed utter confusion brain swirls, and I lose my North Mr. GPS, why did you do me wrong the bar set too high, leaning on you
you say right, and I turn left do you fancy a leisurely drive astounding architecture and hip pop-up shops cue the craving windows rolled down
curiosity waves in gratitude to Mr. GPS’s remarkable ineptitude
Thank you for reading my unexpected but joyful journey home one day.
Check out my brother, Bryan Hauer, who has a way better sense of direction than me and enjoying some fantastic travels in his Tesla Model Y.
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