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IX.
I felt like I was an Extreme expert in scooter driving at this point in my life. The priority I had, and was very dedicated to was figuring out a way to charge my Ipod while on the bike. I did all the regular maintenance by heart, the drive belt, the fluids, the whole thing.…
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An Introduction
This is a live piece of writing, It will not stay the same. I’m starting this blog because right now I don’t have a good place to keep my thoughts. I have so many failed methods: misplaced journals, diaries I didn’t take seriously, Instagram pages I goofed off on. Perhaps its just hard for me…
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Prologue: “You have everything?”
To think back to the beginning, It wasn’t really that much planning. I had been on backpacking trips before, many times. I had been on Road trips before. And I had spent several days driving. There was really nothing new about this journey for me, except for doing it all at once. There’s So much…
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IV. The Midwest
The roads would start to make sense near Clear Lake, Iowa. I had really been driving all day and night, and finally found where I needed to be. Not that I had any worries about it. As the tall grasses turned to corn, I found myself at peace with the road. It was like the…
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V. The Summer
(Content warning: Self harm, Depression, Suicide) (Author’s note: This chapter, despite being at the beginning, Is the hardest to write. Some of the feelings I had here, I still have, but not to the extent I did when these events took place. Writing about these things are hard, and telling you about them is important…
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VI.
(content warning: depression, suicide, self medicating) I awoke at the crack of ass. I lie underneath the fiberglass fish for an extra half hour after my eyes were open, wondering what the fuck this thing was all about. There was evidently a body of water nearby, a small flowing stream, and a kiosk telling me…
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VII.
In the morning I saw a rattlesnake coiled up near one of the semi trucks. It could have been some other kind of snake but I just assumed it was a rattlesnake, they are the only snake that has the balls to sleep under a semi truck. I told myself that is why I slept…
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VIII
The winter sucks. Its cold, dreary, not pleasant to be outside most of the time. For me, The winter is just a time to work a shitty job. I did that. I was a Grocer, the night shift. I spent most days exhausted from the overtime, showing up to work late, listening to my iPod…
See America Right 