March 8, 2008

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  OK, first of all I’m still in Texas. I have been since November. But yesterday was the first day of traveling back.

  And by ‘traveling back’ I mean driving. In a car other than the Vanagon. Because some generous people in my life gifted me with a vehicle that doesn’t leave a trail of liquids or parts. And when I say ‘some people’ I really mean one person. I’ll be selling the van when I get back home, which should be an adventure to write about.

  Last night I made it to New Braunfels, TX, and proceeded to have a fitful night of not really sleeping. So I’m getting a late start today. I’ll probably make it to somewhere in west Texas tonight. Then tomorrow visiting some folks in southern New Mexico. Monday visiting some folks in central New Mexico. Tuesday visiting some relatives who are skiing in Vail. After that… Who knows? Probably west on I-70 to Moab-ish environs. Then book it home.

  While I was in Houston, all the little gaps in me were filled in with depression. Now I’m a little giddy, because it’s not there to weigh me down at the moment. I think that people who aren’t prone to depression don’t have as much need to physically remove themselves from situations in order to detach from them. This is one of the reasons I like travel so much, and also one of the reasons I’ve been in Texas so long; I’ve been able to avoid my responsibilities to myself at home in WA. So which unhealthy behavior is better for me? Let’s find out.

  • 1:31 pm
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