Every Day Is a Winding Road

Have you ever heard the perfect song at the exact perfect moment? 

That's basically what this blog is about. Well, actually this blog is very specifically about nothing.

Every day is a winding road, 

I get a little bit closer,

Every day is a fading sign,

I get a little bit closer,

To feeling fine. 

Downtown Nashville. Broadway.

I don't know. It might have been because it was a such a gorgeous day, but I rolled down every window in my car and just blared Sheryl. I didn't even know I liked the damn song.

I couldn't agree more though. Every day is different, seems to be leading somewhere. 

Every day is a winding road,

I get a little bit closer,

To where? I don't know.

Uncertainly,

Liza  Jane