5:15 AM… Alarm goes off.
Shut up, don’t go, I want to get up but let me snore
Grab all we have, how much we’ve packed!
Drive fast, drive slow
I’m wide awake, let’s cross this state!
Take us somewhere, take us North
Till Monticello we made it today
The house is old, the town is small
The wooden floors, Pat at the door
“Come in through the front door!”
Blue room, like powder from a while ago
If that fireplace worked there is nothing I would burn
Capital city, blueberry fields
Magnolia tree, and we eat underneath
And this was just day 1.
From Miami Beach, to Mount Rushmore and back. Click here to support this adventure / artistic project: http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/jojapiposa/the-road-less-travelled-an-artistic-adventure-in-t