Earlier I was laying down, in a blue sleeping bag. As I was lying down I heard the wheels turning, turning, and turning. My thoughts were spinning with them. The wheels turned and my mind begins to go somewhere as well. I begin to think about all the possibilities that may take place on this trip, all the faces I may encounter, and I’ll the stories I will be able to tell.
The time is now.
The road trip has begun.
The good times are beginin’ to roll.
We’re on our way to a corn field in Bushnell, Illinois
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