I want to take a roadtrip.
This has got to be the worst case of wonderlus ever...
I want to get out of here and head somewhere with no plan in mind, just me, close friends, and music.
A big, old, run-down pickup truck - the kind that still plays mixtapes, the authentic kind - but also cds.
I don't care where I go, but I just want to get in the truck and go, just go...
Fast so I could feel the breeze that walks hand in hand with all of the other cliches.
I want to bring one big pad of paper and write everything down and when I run out of paper (or I run out)
I want to write stories on scraps of receipts or hotel doodle-pads, or even candy wrappers.
I want to go to music festivals and meet the locals of every town and visit the landmarks - the most major, interesting ones to the most trivial and silly ones.
Because yesterday I learned something that is the truth that made me realize how badly I ache to get up and GO:
"Everybody has to go take a roadtrip at least once in their lives. Just you and some music." - Elizabeth Town