I’ve noticed that my inspiration goes into a decline whenever I visit my daughter. I wonder why that is. Maybe its boredom, I don’t know.
I’ve chosen where I am heading to next, I think you’ll enjoy it as much as I think I will. Its just a question of when will I head that direction. My daughter wants me to stay until the 4th, but I haven’t decided yet.
I need to buy a tent to replace the one that was stolen from me when I was in Stuart. I guess I’ll use the time to shop around for a good one.