The Inspired One

She drove home from work, sunglasses on, and the sun beaming on her face. Music ascended from the speakers, so she sang along as if no one could see her. A different type of deja vu hits her in these moments... it was nostalgia. It takes her back to when she was in her teens and would drive around just for fun. Nowhere to be, no time restraints, just driving for driving sake. No one driving too slow for her, as it only meant more time driving. It also brought her back to her college days when all she had to do in life was pass classes. It was simpler then. This was one of her happy places. She made it home, and while she tidied up, she put her earbuds in. She danced as she dusted the shelves of memories, like a wand lifting up the pixie dust as it fluttered in the air. She did this when she was younger, too, and didn't know how much easier she had it then. So it takes her back, once again, re-living the past. She never changed too much, only grew, and that's how the memories la...