As I lay in my bed struggling to find sleep tonight, I keep thinking about what the next two weeks hold in store for me. Tomorrow I leave to spend six days on the road, sleeping in my car and on various futons, and hopefully spending a night under the stars in the mountains. Tomorrow I leave to finally visit the east coast for the first time. Tomorrow I leave to finally see real mountains for the first time. Tomorrow I leave to embark on a journey with some of my favorite people. Not much is planned out for my next six days. It's hard to plan things when the road is your home, and the sun is your calendar. For the first time in my life, I'm finding comfort in the unkown, in the spontaneity. I finally know for sure that this path of life is calling me. As I lay here in bed in La Crescent, I know my next post will be posted from the eastern time zone and that excites me. Cannot wait for the adventure and the memories that will come over the next week or two. Until next time, toodles ✌🏻