Monday, December 14, 2015

i know it's gotta stop, love, but i don't know how

After a busy but fun week of plans with friends and family, I'm rising before the sun tomorrow to drive the winding, woodsy roads. They will lead me to my parent's teensy canary yellow cabin, where I plan to write my novel and run long distance on the little trail beyond the doorstep.

This may be the smallest of adventures, but I am so excited. 
I love planning the little details of a trip -- which music I'll listen to on the drive up, what foods I'm going to bring, which books will be my companion in the evenings. These things light me up inside.
 And that's probably because I'm 22 going on 85 years old. 

Seriously, am I the only one who gets wickedly excited when packing for a trip, however small?

+ I probably should post this on my music blog, and maybe I will later, but OH MY GOODNESS, I found a new favorite song and like a junkie I've listened to it 35 consecutive times. That's how you know it's killer! Check it out and tell me what you think!


  1. No you definitely are not the only one who gets excited about planning little trips. I'm right there with ya, girl. Enjoy your time! It sounds blissful.
    Off to check out the song you recommended...

    1. Thanks! Hope you enjoyed it. I literally came home and played it about ten times more haha :)

  2. This sounds so lovely. I hope you have the best of times! :)


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