But there was a point during the drive where I shrugged; I didn’t mind. After all this WAS supposed to be my “day off” so why not? WARNING, if you don’t know these back woods Georgia roads, you can get lost. I mean LOST! I got off i20 at  Almon Rd. But I then drove for an hour or so, thinking I was on course for a park I have Deejay’d at during the Summer/remember? The one where they paid me with no-frills cola and cheep dogs? (Of course I’m exaggerating/the dogs couldn’t have been that cheep, since so many lines-up for them). I know I got jokes; but the laugh was on me a few days ago. The good part? I got to really think on my life’s purpose, I got to finally pull away from the computer, and (as usual) the ideas flowed. Pen and lined paper are ALWAYS within reach #writer so I got busy. My mind is always pickin at my murder mysteries, my mass deception and the freaks of nature I like to bury in my stories. Take a drive now and then, you never know the good that may come from it.

I had originally been looking for a park I had been to during the Summer, but instead I ended up at Lloyd Shoals Park. The first thing I wondered was would I have access to that beautiful Lakeside scenery ? But then I saw the sign that said “public permitted,” and I knew I was in Heaven. Plenty of parking, plenty of grills to cook, and plenty of room for fishing. None of that was on my agenda but it was nice that it was all available for no cost. The price of my admission was to show up. I can totally see myself doing this again someday, perhaps with a soulmate. I believe she’ll be surprised at the calm and the piece that I found buried in the backwoods of Georgia.