Life is a Highway

Life is truly a highway. Today I feel as though I am broken down on the side of the road watching everything pass by me so fast. It is as though I am waving and no one is seeing me. The kids are rowdy. The car is acting up. And life, is just a beast acting on its own. And as I write this my youngest is using my shoulder as a punching bag while practicing karate moves. Sigh. Sometimes, I just want to get off at the next rest stop. And well, rest.