I looked up at the Constitution's remarking the beauty they all share and the rarest moments you ever catch is when a shooting star shoots more than once in a row, I stayed there for an hour or two before heading back to my center wood gray pine leaf log cabin, the worn-out welcome sign faded by the wooden door as I turn the key in the lock as the door screeches when I pull it open, I set aside my tan grey boots by the door and I flicked the lights on, the floor creaks as I step in the kitchen to make coffee I check my voicemail machine while mixing the ground coffee mix in the filtering,
I set aside the filter while I pick up the phone "just give me a day and I'll be there" I quickly said before I hung up, nice bright and early we shall start our trip. I put the filter in the coffee machine before I heard the sudden drips fall into the pot, Tomorrow is going to be one long day.
