It's as though once I get a taste, I can't get enough. I want to hit the road, live out of a backpack, wash clothes in a sink and hang them out on a line to dry, eat strange foods, meet different people and have yards and yards of stories to tell. I want to fight off mosquitoes, squish mud between my toes, sweat uncomfortably and pull knots out of my hair. I want to forget about the deadlines, forget about the phones, forget about the internet and disappear. I'm ready to wander again and to get lost. I'm ready for adventure!
Finger snapping, leg slapping, foot tapping Texan girl who works with numbers. I like blank pages, the written word and horses. This is my attempt to amuse you via books, food, travel and the assorted spice rack of life.