Get In The Van
Doesn't matter. Just get in.
Nobody told him where we were going.
Dont matter.
Door open lets go. Now.
That's it. That's the whole philosophy.
No Google Maps. No TripAdvisor. No five-star reviews from people who've never left the lot of what life is called from a place nothing ever happens.
Just — get in the van.
somewhere in Sonora. Could be anywhere. Could be the edge of something that doesn't have a name yet. The road doesn't care what you had for breakfast or what your credit score is.
Toddy knows this.
He's had his face in the wind for three hundred miles and he has 3 cream pies left.
Meanwhile somewhere someone is sitting there refreshing a feed full of places they.ll never go, people they,ll never be, lives that were staged for the camera anyway.
Get. In. The van.
Stop waiting for permission.
Stop waiting for the right time, the right money, the right whatever.
The road doesn't wait.
Toddy doesn't either
Neither do I.