Do you ever get so incredibly tired of taking the high road? Sometimes, I just want to jump down on the low road and take a stroll. Just a leisurely, Starbucks in hand walk. Of course that does make getting back on the high road a little more tough. But, sometimes it is so difficult on the high road I think it is not really the place for me. It is the place for my mom. She is a saint, definitely a high roader. But, I'm not so much like my mom...wish I was but, I'm not. Maybe I'm just a low road kind of girl. It would be so much easier to not bite my tongue and say what I am really thinking. It would be so much easier to burn a hole with my eyes than smile.
Is there a middle road? Maybe that is where I can walk. That way I can jump up or down when I feel the need. I'm not sure this is an option. I may try it out though. See the sights.