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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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I. The Great Plains
Most of America looks its best in the spring time. The flowers are out, the coats are modest, there’s birds. The trees are nicer to look at. People are generally in a better mood. The only serious planning I have done was about where I’m driving to in the spring. The Vehicle would change, but…
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II.
Highway 36 was pretty fucking awesome. It was full of potholes in some areas, perfectly paved in others. There didn’t seem to be anyone around. There was more wildlife than people. Big game birds, rabbits, even some kind of Large non-house cat all made a showing. The fields surrounding the highway were not as inviting…
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III.
I woke up at an incredibly late afternoon. I went to sleep so early I ended up waking up shortly after darkness was falling. I didn’t know what to do, I felt so energized and well rested, but the campground was quiet and comfortable. I drank the energy drink I had bought at the gas…
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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…
See America Right 