25/28 | 2.25.18 | February Writing Challenge

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25/28 | February Writing Challenge

25. Where would you like to go on a day trip? You must drive there and back in one day but you have unlimited funds for gas, food, and activities.

I could say I'd go anywhere; anywhere close enough, anywhere interesting enough to break me from this mountainous palace I'm happy to call home.
I like to think I'd drive, and continue driving, and hope to make it to a destination I see fit for myself.
I also like to think I'd travel out west, five hours southwest, back to the city I fell in love with so many years ago. He thought he'd call this city home and a piece of me wishes he would've. I also could've claimed this city as my own, with three places willing to take me in.
I'd love to wander the streets once more, a lost soul looking for a place to tie my heartstrings, for a city as alive as I desire to be.
I long for one more day trip, out west, a prelude to the western ways that call me and reverberate my mind with every passing day.
The city is calling me and I know in my heart, one day, I must go.

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