Day 4

Surprise, surprise, cold , rainy, shitty day. It's 630 am and the shelter is moving, breakfast, coffee, etc.

Where does the motivation to get out of a warm bag at 6am come from?

Fuck it, Franklin is on my mind, 9.1 ez miles to go. If I hustle I can be there by 12-1afternoon.

Tough weather, but I made it out to the road...