
On Sunday I will leave on a roadtrip. To clear my head. To be alone. To just...drive.
At first I had my plans all figured out. Option A: Drive down to 6 flags, continue on to Vegas, go to Albuquerque just to go, and come back through Boise. It will take 5 days. Option B: Go with my mother to Whistler and stay in a condo and just relax; alone or together, I will still get to be away.
I need to get out of here.
I need to escape the expectations and the problems and the phone calls and the text messages and the concern and the lack of it and the hopelessness.
I need to drive and drive and drive until I feel human again.
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you should probably tell me if you come through my neck of the woods
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