A new day

After digging my way back out of the thorns this morning, I headed up the road to a local store. It seems I was noticed in my headlong rush in my talk with the owner, and he tried to pin me down if it was me that slept down the road. I just replied I sleep where I can. I got lucky this time and thankful of that. I bought some drinks and some chicken legs they had cooked and ready. Who has chicken legs at 9 in the morning? I guess its a Mississippi thang. The town is called Kokomo, but doesn't resemble the beach boys song. Today my goal is past Tylertown which is about 15 miles