A few months ago I wrote a rondeau about how driving to “the 609” makes me feel.
On Friday night, V drive us down to the 609 for my friend’s 30th birthday celebration.
I took this picture as we were on the Parkway, and I realized (once again) how much I love going down to the ol’ 609.
There’s something about the air in SoJo, something about the magical feeling of seeing a WaWa every other block that makes me feel at home. The air is cleaner, the stars shine brighter, and the country music plays louder.
South Jersey is a different world, and I love it, a lot.
I also realized that the simple things in life, like going on a 2 hour drive to a different world with your gf, are sometimes the best moments in life.
What are your favorite little moments in life?