Windmills of My Mind

Taken as we leave the north and head home. many things to mull over in my mind, sadness, stillness, contemplative drive home. my mind like the windmills...resting yet sturdy and able to go on. Many forces to affect my mind, but the effects will remain silent, only to be put into a private journal. I shall be content with my lot in life...I did the best I could.