Sometimes You Just Have To Stop And Smile At A Chicken

I sometimes go on drives in the country to clear my head. I try to center my heart and thoughts. I roll down the windows even if it is cold and breath in the air. I remind my self of the blessings I have and let go of the negative thoughts that are sometimes in my head. I love the conveniences of the city, but the older I get the more I love the country. I think I could live on a tiny farm and be blissfully happy as long as it was not too far out. I long for simple things, a slow pace, and anything that brings peace.  I stopped  for Mr. Chicken by the road side. He made me smile this morning.

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