Clevland is pretty cool

jacqueline | July 20, 2023, 4:30 p.m. Might be a poem

I decided to pull in and park in Clevland Ohio. You can always count on a good coffee and bookstore to take you in. I'm caffeinated and Wi-Fi connected. It's beautiful to go from a familiar place to an unfamiliar place still feeling grounded and home. 

Coffee shops have a nice way of doing that. They help connect a wanderlust spirit out a drift. The only time digestion happens is when there's time to sit. 

I'm taking my time and driving slowly through the hills of Ohio. The people are beautiful, and everyone has been so nice. I got directed to a coffee shop from a nice bar just up the street. I can't pass up a chance to reflect and free write.

How the drive is going - A POEM

I am feeling grounded and centered.

I watch the school of fish and sharks swimming by me outside my fishbowl window I see the aquarium of highways and one-ways with people passing both sideways.

I can feel the vastness of eternity while I press the gas-fueled divinity. I can't help but feel tickled by the speed I'm feeling free. It's the air that brushes past me; moving my hair wildly beside my cheek's teeth are bright and ear to ear. Hearing everything in silence so loud and soft a gentle calm through warming rays. The sights are all to see the rise and setting of the sun each day. It feels like the sun is just out to play illuminating my path so it doesn't get away. 

A rest is needed when the shadows show pulled up to truck stops with my fellows in this fishy bowl. Good night; slept tight. No hurry because there is no rush smooth sailing set the sails to catch the breeze and off, I go, back on the drift with me my friends the cruise bees set back out on the highway's seas. 

Hey, Thank you for reading. 

Let's see if I find a Coffee Shop tomorrow. 

And write another poem. 

This one was called - INDEX Coffee & Books. 

10/10 definitely! 

As Always <3 

PS; I'm planning on going through and editing later. So please excuse grammar mistakes for now. ^.^