Dakota’s P.O.V.
It is becoming a morning tradition. I was sitting on the porch with a coffee cup in my hand. The mornings had become cool since it was near Fall again, but I still enjoyed this time. The excitement here made the months disappear. We let our friends know we are engaged. Then I’ve been working hard to make something happen for myself. Everything has made the days vanish.
Shea and I made another trip to Nashville, meeting up with a few friends we made the last trip. I got a few more open mic nights in and met with a manager. We had a fantastic conversation. He thought I had a significant chance of securing something big. I tried to contain my excitement when he told me this. It was still a long shot, but it gave me renewed hope. I dove into writing, wanting to make sure I ha
