Dispatches from the road by Bill Poindexter “And into the forest I go, to lose my mind an find my soul.” John Muir I’m always grateful for a patch of dirt to sleep on the quietness of the forest  sound of the rain beating on my tent  the owls announcing their nighttime superiority  a choir of frogs telling us despite of pollution in the waters that they’re alive and well  A drifting hum of humanity off in the distance Highway of life  and this morning with the last of my water a simple cup of coffee. Namaste More to come find me on Facebook there is a link on the web version of this blog site and if you’re interested in supporting my journey I want to buy me a cup of coffee and a sandwich you can find me on Facebook, Venmo, PayPal or just contact me directly and I will steer you in the right direction. Thanks for being a part of my journey! Bill Poindexter