wanderlust
She found maneuvering the car on a narrow ribbon of a road so difficult. there were steep cliffs on both sides. you had to be extra careful if you didn’t want to bump your car into the hillside. if you did, you were a goner. you’d sit and block the road for ages until someone came along and rescued you. For this was no well-traversed and highly frequented road she was on. she always travelled to far-flung places, with little or no signs of humanity or civilization around. she preferred it that way. people always came and spoiled everything. laughed at her. told her to get out of their way. she didn’t mind animals though. why, on her last trip, the cutest little deer had cut across her. well, there was no chance of that today, she thought. there would be no deer here, in this cold valley, with its snowy peaks towering high above her on both sides. Nope, no cute lil creatures here. a snow leopard or bear maybe, but she didn’t really want to imagine them.
there was a bend in the road ahead of her. she advanced slowly. she didn’t want to plunge ahead at full speed only to discover there was a steep downslope. she had had that experience too. She had had a lot of experiences, which was surprising given her age.



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