I was thinking about the Robert Frost Poem that has this line: “miles to go before I sleep.”

Today, when this post appears, I will have spent 7 hours (3 1/2 each way) behind the wheel for a two-hour visit with my daughter.

My hip will be ouchy and stiff.  I will be very grateful that I decided against a manual transmission when I bought my last  car; the clutch would make it just that much more ouchy.

I would never consider NOT going to see my daughter because of the drive, but I will be very grateful when she finishes school and settles closer to home.

Less driving, more time to visit.

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