I am driving. And I am writing in my head because what else can you do when it is dark and all the kids are sleeping?
So I am writing.
And skipping from song to song on my shuffled playlist, wondering why there are no good songs.
And I am lying to myself at every exit sign… telling myself I’ll just wait for a good place to stop and make a hotel reservation, and maybe write this for real.
Finally after an hour and a half I think to myself, “The next exit with a few choices that I can see, I will stop there!”
And a minute later, I see the Sheetz sign.
And even though we are still like 8 hours from home, I feel like we are close.
The kids wake up, and we buy weird late night sandwiches. Then we go between groggy silence and ridiculous conversation as I make a hotel reservation, and write this.
“Are you okay?” My daughter asks me?
“Yea. I’m just writing my slice,” I say, because in March… in March I have my priorities.
On a Thought 
A truck with TWT… what are the chances!!
I love this! I love that were writing in your mind. I have often tried wiht a microphone, but all it becomes is notes for a rewrite. Well done.
I also love that your kids see that when you make a commitment, you do what you have to do to reach your goals.
Lol to twt!
I also wrote something similar!!!
OMG, how funny, and relatable- I am also posting late because I spent the day driving! But not with sleepy kids… that’s a whole other level and kudos to you for not missing writing today!
Love the truck photo! But what I love the best is your paragraph about weird late-night sandwiches and groggy silences and ridiculous conversations. You so originally captured that feeling of too much time in the car and its really getting late, where can we stop?!