Dear Arlo,
How are you this morning? I am fantastic for the most part. Which is a step up from yesterday. I’m a little more settled though the open road seems to be like a call I will always be cursed with. For the good and the bad moments. It is a good feeling though, to wake up knowing God loves you, your kid loves you, you family loves you, and though everything could be better nothing is worse. Plus, I don’t have to work today so I am not rushed to do anything. Which is about the best for me because I still can not get used to being rushed. I always seem to get everything done plus more in a day when I am not rushed to do so. The only thing that could make this morning better is if I had a Sundrop. Right now I will settle for sweet tea though.
I can’t wait until payday. I am going to buy me some news beads, wire, rope, and stuff to make my necklaces and bracelets with. I love making jewelry(or anything artsy for that matter) and I have a lot of great idea for neat necklaces. I do both hemp, bead, and am moving into wire some. It is another thing I would like to do while I am on the road. I would like to sell my necklaces too.
My most perfect day would be driving somewhere until we didn’t feel like driving anymore. Preferably on the blue ridge. There we would find the perfect campground and set up camp(I have no RV but I have a great tent). Afterwards, we would find a beautiful park or something of the sort so he could paint, I could either write, read, use my oil pastels, or whatever I felt like doing in the particular moment while our son played. I would look up at what I was doing every one in a while to watch my two guys having the time of their life. There we would stay for a while, roaming nearby areas until there wasn’t anything left to roam. Then we would be on our way again. When we got homesick we would come home and when we got road sick we would hit the road.
I like simple. Simple is good. Haha and crazy to most people. I hope you have a great rest of the day.
Sincerely,
Your Fan
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