39 Days

39 days and 39 ways
To challenge my mind in a confined space
4 people in 19 feet of camper van bliss

39 days and 39 rays
Of sunshine beating down upon my face
It doesn’t get more real than this

We follow the yellow line
We follow our hearts
We follow the road to where she starts

We’re living the dream
Or so it seems
To he who can’t imagine life beyond 2 weeks on the beach in Cancun

39 days of water pumps and sewage dumps
Of cell phone woes
Of highs and lows
As a celebrated guest,atolerated pe...