Yolo

   

    I'm blogging drunk again, sorry mom...

I stopped at a lemonade stand today. I'm all about supporting the kids. That amazing cup of lemonade was $1. Remember when it was ten to fifty cents? Inflation has hit everything! I regret nothing, it was delicious. 

    Drank with my girl tonight and caught up with the week, I haven't seen much of her since Scamp. When she left to see her boy, I walked down the block and went to the bar. Good times were had. Went home alone, which was okay and talked to one of my real good friends in California. Decided that after Dicks (The Phish from Vermont) I'm headed there. Maybe I won't find a place to settle any time soon. Maybe the wandering life is me. 

    Also spent the day talking to a real OG friend, someone I haven't talked to in almost a year (but that I've known for 30) and that brought about all the feels. The people that are real in your life never really disappear and I'm thankful for the conversation we had today and that life brought us back together. I never doubted we'd talk again, but when that moment hits, it's like everything is right with the world. Can't wait to hug him again, hope it's sooner than later. 

    I've got my next two months locked in. Lots of camping in national parks, mammoth caves is next and so many friends and hugs and love. I can hardly wait. 

    Trying to keep the negative out of this, and I guess this is more, thank God it's not me... but heard today that the last mistake is finally ready to move out of his mom's basement. I tried to get him to do that. As my girl pointed out, I didn't have enough money for that, he finally found a girl who could be his mommy and support him. Not it and thankful the universe put me in another direction. 

    Alright, time for sleep is now. Looking forward to hugging all my Chicago peeps in a couple of weeks and then hitting the road. 

Much love ❤️