What is it about country music that just makes me wanna...
Hastily pack a duffle full of clothes,
jump into my car,
drive until I reach Tennessee,
trade in my car for a rusted ole truck,
buy a ridiculous amount of sundresses and cowboy boots,
buy a tiny house with a porch swing and a screen door that creeks,
learn to play the guitar,
run through cornfields,
rope swing into a pond,
swing on a tire from a hundred year old tree,
and fall madly in love with the first attractive cowboy who takes me on a sunset ride on his horses.
Hmmm sounds like my next adventure to me:]