We're heading to Chincoteague.
The boxes are in the back and I've got my feet up on the dashboard.
The Joker is playing on the radio as loud as we can stand it.
The wind is flying in my face
and my hair is a mess.
I'm still in my pajamas.
I want Chik-fil-a for breakfast
cause my stomach is growling,
but I'm afraid to drink coffee on the road.
I didn't sleep a wink.
I'm excited and nervous and I don't know what else.
I look at Josh and then at Emma
and I know our lives will never be the same again.
We're starting over.
We're leaving dear friends
and hoping for a warm welcome where we land.
I know this next chapter will be flat out crazy.
It'll push us to the brink.
We're as ready as we're ever gonna be.
Let's do this.
Artists, Writers, I'll be busy unpacking, working on the next installment of my story and helping with the family brewery startup. So I'll be gone for a little while.
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