I Took my Wife for a Long Drive

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We didn’t spend too much time in a week.

I was feeling uncertain and unstable, and my wife was complaining about me not giving her enough time.

Driving on the motorway is like cleansing my brain from overthinking.

I decided to do something that puts both of us in a good mood and doesn’t require much preparation and planning, because sometimes the planning of the journey can make you question your whole journey and give up.

It was a sunny and warm day in the UK (which rarely happens), and my wife insisted on buying an ice cream before setting off.

We got to the shop, bought two ice cream cups, one chocolate cookies, and another vanilla with pistachio sauce on top.

We hit the road, and she started feeding me ice cream like a baby. That was nothing less than me being lucky as a husband. I kept driving, and she kept feeding until that cup was finished.

The green outfield on the side and sunshine, making everything glow, was the cherry on top. The 90s Bollywood music was playing at the background reminding us of our childhood.

She thanked me more than once, and I thanked her back because these moments were ours, we were not on phones or doing chores. We were looking at each other and just enjoying our time together.