Let's slide into a worn out corner booth and get grubby bacon and eggs at an old dive somewhere in Tennessee.
Let's turn up AM Radio and barrel down a side road in Nebraska.
Let's snap quiet polaroids next to the rolling sea in California.
I have such a strong tide of adventure in me that to see that in another is like finding water in a desert. Anyone who feels the same tide, the same pull to see what's out there is some version of a soulmate. They understand, they get it.
It's romantic as hell.
So get in the car, hop on the motorcycle, ride up to a motel in who knows where, go find those dive bars.
Go somewhere together.