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Moving Through Space…

I love cozying in my writing closet or reading chair with coffee and classical tunes. I also love moving through space. When I was maybe seven, I discovered the thrill of put-putting around the neighborhood in my brother’s go-cart, the ground so close, the bushes and trees fleeting by. From that day, I couldn’t wait to drive an actual full-sized car. What freedom I celebrated when I got my drivers’ license even though I had no access to a car that could transport me through the magic of wheels on the road. Many view driving as an often-frustrating means to an end, ignoring the physical sensation of moving through space. My favorite road-worthy car ever was the closest thing to that childhood go-cart. I pretended I was that kid again as the car hugged the road with the roar of the engine changing pitch as I shifted through the rough ride. I love flying, too, not just for the means to an end but for the physical sensation of being lifted and thrust forward in ways I barely understand. The forward motion is the key. Upward and onward. Changing, advancing from where I stand today to a new tomorrow. Move forward with me on my Wednesday Substack post at confessionsofacreative.substack.org.

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    Patty! Beautiful! Me too. Except I built the go-kart and loved that too. Spent many hours driving up and down the (very lightly used) street in front of our house. It had grass verges I pulled off onto if a real car was coming. Loved the motor sound, hours of dreaming. Loved the real car too, of course. First one I owned (graduation from MIT present from Mom & Dad for getting straight As) was a 1967 Mustang fastback, dark moss green metalflake, custom light blue interior. I LOVE flying…that is, being on the plane. Window seat, night, watching the northern lights over Greenland was peak but ANY flying is great, the longer the flight the better. And you forgot ships. Best of all is repositioning cruises, where you can spend a week at sea sitting in a deck chair with the cool salt wind in your face watching the endless pattern of the waves and soothed by the susurrus of their caress of the hull. Keep dreaming! Are you still writing? Publishing? TAC, daughter of TAC? Grand-daughter of TAC? Tbanks for the imagery!

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