Road trips are my favorite kind of trip.Good music. Full tank of gas ($60 later) in the road-dog-mobile. Cappuccino. Favorite shades. A fitting hat. No particular route. Time to stop as I see fit… and… the last ingredient…ahhem… iphone. Must say, it’s a worthy little bugger in times of snapshot glee. Damn the man, damned be the man.Really though… from country studio to San Francisco haven, the road I call mine is nothing short of exquisite. My yesterday in a nutshell… 

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Currently re-reading (for the 3rd time) Jitterbug Perfume by Tom Robbins. I now pick it up, flip to a page, read for ten minutes… walk away more satisfied than before. Love him dearly, next to Hunter S. Thompson… each of them deliver that uncanny ability of making me think, smirk, and internally applaud with unabashed appreciation… “that’s it”. “Equality is not in regarding different things similarly, equality is in regarding different things differently.” “True stability results when presumed order and presumed disorder are balanced. A truly stable system expects the unexpected, is prepared to be disrupted, waits to be transformed.” -Tom Robbins“For every moment of triumph, for every instance of beauty, many souls must be trampled.” I have a theory that the truth is never told during the nine-to-five hours. “-Hunter S. Thompson

Xx Amy