“The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page.”-Augustine of Hippo

I’m going on a road trip in June. I will likely arrive in Savannah with a lap full of granola bar crumbs and a stack of partially read books with sadly torn pages clawing at my ankles. My dreams of writing, in situ, many pages of deft and witty observations of what it means to take to the road on a wild adventure full of whimsy and wisdom, all whilst perfectly coiffed and lipsticked, will already be mouldering in a ditch somewhere in Tennessee.  Perhaps quite literally. One can dream, though, and in these dreams my ideal and obsessively bookish packing lists take several forms. Up first: random shiny things that set the stage for the theme lists to follow.

In order to record fleeting yet worthy impressions:

Small Leather Journal Sketchbook “Not all who wander are lost” by in blue. $15.00

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