Almost Home

I drove home through the country.
The roads were clear,
and I needed something interesting in my view of the road ahead.
I had no idea where I was, but as long as I was heading west
and kept track of when I would turn north and south,
I have always been able to find my way home.
The most important thing is that I get there before dark.

I'm happy to add that I made it!
~Nancy ~350/365