Sundays. Friendships. Road-trips.

So, I want to switch things up a bit. I want to freestyle write straight on my blog. I’m already starting to like it. 🙂

I live in the Bahamas, it will always be my home. Today is Sunday, a quiet slow day with little noise in my neighborhood. Believe it or not, I don’t go to the beach that often. In the past, I went years without visiting.

Recently, I’ve been feeling so much peace from being in nature. Last year, I started doing road trips around the Island. I took people with me most of the time, but the first time I went alone.

It was a Sunday.

It was sudden.

It was unplanned.

It was amazing.

Since then, I’ve been hooked. I grew up with my mother putting the fear of God in me to teach me not to place my hands outside the window. But that evening… oh, I broke the rules. Now… you will always find me in my car with my windows screw all the way down and my hand stretched out. The cool breeze became my medicine.

This Sunday, I am thinking of going to the park and exercising. This thing is… I really dislike driving, lol! Can I just hire a driver to carry me around and take me on road trips? Please?

I’m pretty cautious so I don’t let people drive my car. What if an accident happen? Plus, the people I asked to come with me shouldn’t be forced to drive, even if they have a license.

But anywho!

I recommend road-trips to everyone… just get someone to drive you! Lol, trust me. It is much more relaxing when you can take in everything and not have to worry about watching the road. The good thing is that we usually drive slow when you go through certain neighborhoods but that might y’all in America… don’t do that.

My friends and I love driving in the “rich” neighborhoods. We look at homes and talk about what we will change or how fabulous that house look. We talk about our future. We talk about our families. We talk about things in the past or what Holy Spirit has been telling us lately.

You know, last year, the enemy and his minions really made me believe that I didn’t have the “right” friends. That my friends were ordinary or not fun. The truth is that the grass is as green as you water it.

On this boring Sunday in the Bahamas, alone in my bedroom, I can say that I might be bored and alone but I’m not lonely.

To all the friends that chose me.

I lOvE yOu!



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