Michigan City, Indiana

Daily total: 660 miles
Trip total: 2166 miles
Made it a bit further, but am in a really foul mood, so not going to say anything. If you can’t say anything nice at all,…
"the hardest thing in this world is to live in it"
Mostly everything else in a brain-academic way.
Made it a bit further, but am in a really foul mood, so not going to say anything. If you can’t say anything nice at all,…
Too tired, tonight, to write much – we did make it almost through Nebraska today (only about 200 miles left), though, and are officially in Central Time. Not much to say, but I did get the photos uploaded. Dad swears it’s getting boring soon, but he’s said that for most of the trip, and Mom and I have stayed enthralled by the dramatic and gorgeous landscape.
I used Audible for the first time this evening, buying about $20 worth of audio to listen to tomorrow (all Greg Proops – w00t!); actually $30, when you count the year long membership fee, but they gave me credit for one free, so it all works out in my advantage, as what I bought was worth about $35. I’ll probably sign up for the free NYTimes subscription, too, and have a go at listening to the newspaper while doing dishes or somesuch. A way to maximize my time, while getting things I need to do, well, done.
I passed through Laramie, Wyoming today. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but I admit I’m at least a little surprised there was no mention whatsoever of their entire ordeal. No tourism things for sale (no books, videos, awareness items), nothing. It was just like any other place we’ve passed through, and Mom and Dad had to ask why it was important for me to be awake as we passed through.
Also, Charles? The Escape Pod recommendation was AWESOME, thank you! I utterly love it, and am in the process of downloading more; I grabbed 8 stories this morning, and was entranced. I especially loved “I Look Forward to Remembering You”; I cried, in fact. I very much plan on dropping them a thank you note for the hours of entertainment, but figured you deserved the thanking first. I quite owe you for helping preserve what little sanity there was left. ๐
If anyone else has recommendations of what to download, I have two more days of driving, if not three. I find audio books and comedy routines keep me engaged and awake. Just drop me a line. Also, Megan should email me with her address, as I have something for her.
We try for Pennsylvania tomorrow. We won’t make it, but we’re trying.
We are also officially halfway there. This feels weird. The dramatic changes you can do in 40 hours time…
Still, we’re 1/3rd of the way done. We didn’t hit Cheyenne tonight, but are instead in Rock Springs, Wyoming. Oddly enough, my uncle might be here, too – he works oil, and right now the fields are in full production mode. That, combined with the Real Life, Honest to Goodness Working Rodeo (yes, so impressed I capitalized) Roundup going on right now meant hotel rooms were hard to find. Still, we did it.
I’m planning on more than 5 hours of sleep tonight (ahem, Michael and Laurie :p ), so should be better to drive tomorrow. So long as the rest of me holds out, which is questionable at the moment – my god I’m sore!
The cats are doing well, and my father and I have settled into a comfortable level of snippiness combined with information across the walkie talkies. Unfortunately, I hear that the flat out gorgeous scenery we had today goes away when we hit Nebraska, tomorrow, and it becomes flat, monotonous, and thoroughly boring.
I bought two books on tape, and I might see about buying an Audible account before bed,…
So, Dad got us walkie talkies to communicate between cars, instead of having to dial our phones and use up minutes. Sensible decision, since we’re largely staying within close distance. Anyhow, at one point in the trip, we passed the turnoff for the Snake Rivers and Snake Rivers Dam. I grabbed my walkie talkie and shouted “snakes on a motherfucking dam!”
…my parents think I’m very strange.
I’m emptying my suitcase, to better pack for the upcoming trip. It ended up being filled with random and assorted things that had not found their way anywhere else…
…two frogs and a squeaky turtle, things I’ve been meaning to send to Deb for years. Maybe I’ll do that today, when I go by the post office. Pretty certain I still have her address around here somewhere…
…two bags of tea from The Fairmont, along with the receipt, and a ticket from Lush telling me what day my facial and massage was, from when I visited Michael in Victoria…
…a letter from Lisa, thanking me for being her friend…
…stamp cards for espresso at the on-campus Tully’s, along with several other rewards cards. Maybe I’ll send them to the CHID department and let them decide what to do with them.
…hair ties made by Christi…
…fig hand lotion from Cynthia, a gift she gave me at Megan and Tom’s wedding, remembering for over a year how much I loved the scent on her…
…nail polish from Jessica’s apartment, and a necklace of hers that Stax gave me recently,…
As I tossed and turned last night, I thought about how Albany has been pulling me, strongly, growing stronger since I visited and accepted. I thought about how Seattle is a memory, virtual distance increasing daily, fading in its intensity. About how removed I feel from everyone’s daily life, how I have so little contact with people I used to interact with frequently.
Everything is made to be broken, cliche’s abound, and nothing lasts forever. Yet I sit to unpack and repack, and I cannot escape how the threads of the tapestry of my life are the individual strands of each of you, strands that pull and stretch, but are far from being cut, and will forever inform the colours of the clothe I am.
…and I thought what I felt was simple, and I thought that I don’t belong, and now that I am leaving, now I know that I did something wrong cuz I missed you, yeah yeah I missed you…
I miss you.