Tonight I realized that I wasn’t going to be coming home from work the way I normally do- ever again. How strange.
In fact, I’ve been looking around me all week and thinking, “Won’t see that again.” or “Wonder when I’ll be back.”
I know people leave an area all the time, but I grew up only a few miles from where I currently live, so I’ve been here for 48+ years. Strange that you make all these plans and THEN look around and think to yourself about all that you are leaving.
I’m pretty sure I’m fine with leaving it all and I’m fine with learning new places as well. I do think I might miss my current Tuesday drive home from work, though.
Hubby gets annoyed with me because I take the longer way home instead of coming straight down the big highway, but if I had my way I’d be driving back roads as much as I possibly could.
The reason I like my Tuesday night ride home so much is because the route I take goes right past a spice manufacturer, and the aroma for whatever they are processing that evening is – for lack of better words – HEAVENLY!! I look forward to topping the hill and having some earthy smell permeate my car. I take in huge lungfuls of air rapidly, just so I can experience the smell for as long as I can. Cinnamon, basil, oregano, cilantro, sage – you name it, I’ve gone by and reveled in the smells.
Yep, I think I’m going to miss that.
Tonight, it was fennel.
I guess I’ll have to grow and herb garden.