1. Maggie's Farm


    Date: 6/9/2016, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Sisyphus, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    The day I decided to break out of my usual routine and take a little journey changed my life in a most extraordinary way. It was October and the leaves were at their peak of color when this strange feeling came over me. I looked at the red and orange leaves on the trees falling to the ground and suddenly started thinking about getting older and closer to death. Am I like those leaves fluttering to the ground? I’m still not sure what came over me as I watched the colorful leaves falling. I don’t usually like to take trips. I love my quiet little world in the Maine woods and remembered Thoreau’s statement, “ I’ve traveled much in Concord.” But that morning, the strange restlessness swelling in me was as if something was calling me. I usually listen to my urges and consider them inspirations. So, standing there at my window, watching the falling leaves, I took a deep breath that became a heartfelt sigh. I need an adventure. I need to let go and leave my cares behind me. I looked around my cabin. I’m in a rut. I looked in the mirror and saw my longish, gray hair, my beard, the weariness in my watery blue eyes and thought, I need to go somewhere new, where no one knows me and just let loose . I decided to be spontaneous and just take off. I watered the plants, put some things in a backpack, got in my old Subaru and went off without any destination in mind. I decided to stay on back roads and turned left when an interesting looking road appeared, or turned right when another road ...
    caught my attention. I just kept driving and actually, I started off by driving faster than I usually do, but then decided to relax, slow down and wander leisurely through the countryside. I drove past farms and over high hills lined with brilliant red, orange and yellow leaves, then through thick, dark forests that opened again into wide expanses of cornfields and rolling hills. I enjoyed seeing red barns, cows and sheep grazing, and remembered how I’d once thought about becoming a farmer, but got married to someone not interested in living off the land and my life went in a different direction. Still, what had made me suddenly take off baffled me, yet, at the same time, it was exhilarating to be following my sudden urge. Why the hell not, you’re only young once, I thought and looked up at several chicken hawks gliding high over the fields and realized I wasn’t that young anymore and every day counts. This was so unlike me. I had no plan, no map and didn’t care where I ended up. After all these years of doing what was expected, getting married right out of college, having two daughters, now grown, teaching at the same school for twenty years, coming home every day to a dying marriage and finally divorcing, I was weary of the plainness and safety of my life. I loved writing my books, but sometimes I felt too locked up in my head, reading and writing, thinking and thinking. I wanted the passion of uncertainty, the freedom of not caring. I wanted surprise and adventure. I wanted ...
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