A Needed Break
As we pushed through the storm, a rest area emerged in the distance. “How about a quick break to stretch our legs?” I suggested, Jake, clearly weary from the drive, nodded eagerly. I turned into the lot, parked the truck, and we both climbed out. The pounding rain had eased into a gentle drizzle, the cool, fresh air a welcome reprieve. “This feels good, doesn’t it?” I said, savoring the brief escape from the cab.
A Needed Break
Enjoying Fresh Air
The cold wind brushed against our faces as we strolled, shaking off the stiffness from the long journey. “This sure beats sitting,” I remarked, earning a quiet chuckle from Jake. We wandered further, soaking in the open expanse. Out here, the world felt calmer, as if the storm we’d left behind was nothing more than a distant memory. The crisp air and quiet were exactly what we needed—a small, refreshing escape before hitting the road again. Moments like these made the journey feel worthwhile.
Enjoying Fresh Air
