The entire point of road tripping was to get to Georgia and visit family. So visit we did.
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Rock Your Authenticity!
The entire point of road tripping was to get to Georgia and visit family. So visit we did.
"...It is necessary now and then for a man to go away by himself and experience loneliness, to sit on a rock in the forest and ask of himself, ‘Who am I, and where have I been, and where am I going?’ ”
~Carl Sandburg
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