There are things about me that few would understand. I don't enjoy staying in one place for an extended period of time. Sadly my job hinders me to journey as much as I please. In the past 2 years I have traveled this land from coast to coast, then back again. Its the only thing that drives me in this chaotic world. I hate to fly. I've never understood why people fly. How can you see what wonders of the world offer if you are 5 miles above it? The breed of the Rubber Tramp is a dieing one and it pains me to see it. Folk is the only pleasant music to listen to on the road, west of the Mississippi anyway. Soulless music is piercing to my ears. The North Star points north, the Moon points west, therefore, i travel west.
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