. . . Heading West was that for me. It reminded me of the last time I felt myself, alive and free. My family calls my gypsy and that’s what I longed for. Open roads, gleaming stars, actual mountains, and good company. 

I believe in the power of "plan B." I believe that our minds and our experiences often paint a picture of what might be ideal, and more times than not, that isn't the way that things shape out. What comes next is up to us- we either have the choice to let disappointment run our next act, or, we can make friends with the "plan B." 

welcome to the blog- where Dawn, Elise, and I (and hell, maybe even some friends, who knows,) will be writing about what's on our minds once a week. we figured someone might be interested in these things - song writing, stories, frustrations, heartbreaks, happiness, and everything in between. if that's you, then you're in luck - cause man, do we have a lot of those things to write about.