living is an art.

I keep thinking up these plans for trips I'll probably never be able to take because I'm constantly skint. Within the past couple years, though, there are a few locations I've consistently groaned about really really wanting to go to. San Fran, Lynchburg and Nashville [JD and vintage shopping], Seattle, Oregon [in general], and Canada [yup].

At the mo, I just have this urge to go pack my most autumny outfits, get in the car with a bag of almonds and a cuppa, put on some David Bowie, and just drive all night. Southwest. And wherever I'd end up by noon, I'd find the first burrito place, and then I'd eat a burrito and figure out where the road had taken me.

I think that pretty much sums it all up.