Day 0 : I Don’t Know Who I Am…

9/7/19

As I walk to the grocery store this morning to buy supplies for the first week of the ride all is calm and quiet on the San Diego Boardwalk.

I pass two young beauties dressed in skimpy bathing suites…everybody has a perfect body here… I hear one say to the other “ I don’t know who I am…”

A few steps later I turn to my right to see HER nailed to the wall and wonder if SHE knows who she is…

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                                    “ ,,A piece of driftwood”… she whispers to me…

                                                Never be surprised by California…

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Ressurrection

7/13/19

Well… as many of you know, my trip up the East Coast this year was cancelled due to family illness. Things are  better now and with much encouragement I have decided to ride the Southern Tier again. I have spent the past few months in my art studio

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and now am trying to decide whether I will write stories this year or send out watercolor paintings from the passage through the Southwest, Texas and the Deep South.

Just 8 weeks from now I will be in San Diego staring East 3070 miles to Florida wondering if yet again I have lost my mind.

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