If I were a dude Iโd drive a truck for sure but Iโd do it like cross country to see stuff and takes pics of places..
You should do it Itโs crazy af you just said the post office... My father was actually a truck driver for 46 yrs at The Chicago Post Office Drove locally and retired in the million mile club..
Iโll never forget that last day he ever came home from work..
He had all these trinkets from the post office ... a ham.. I think like a member jacket or something..and some other stuff His arms were full , but his heart empty.. he looked so sad .. like wtf am I suppose to do now? He was forced to retire basically because he was supposed to retire like 10 yrs before he actually did
Reminds me of a funny story actually.. How in the hell do you hit a police cruiser after you retire but retired in the million miles no accidents club ๐ thats what my daddy did ROFL he was on the sauce.. He was in the county jail for like 6 whole hours .. An idle mind is a playground for the devil...
I ramble when Iโm high forgive me..you should do it.. go back to the post office
He deals the cards as a meditation And those he plays never suspect He doesn't play for the money he wins He don't play for respect He deals the cards to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance The hidden law of a probable outcome The numbers lead a dance โ ๏ธ I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier โฃ๏ธ I know that the clubs are weapons of war โฆ๏ธ I know that diamonds mean money for this art โฅ๏ธ But that's not the shape of my heart โฆ๏ธ He may play the jack of diamonds He may lay the queen of spades He may conceal a king in his hand While the memory of it fades
โ ๏ธ I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier โฃ๏ธ I know that the clubs are weapons of war โฆ๏ธ I know that diamonds mean money for this art But that's not the shape of my heart โฅ๏ธ That's not the shape The shape of my heart ๐คโฆ๏ธ โฅ๏ธ โฆ๏ธ ๐ค
