I told myself I didn’t need to write this week, but after a first day of driving through California, Nevada and a stop outside Salt Lake City, I changed my mind. It was some where during the miles of Nevada nothingness and the casino/food/hotel — don’t judge. It was the last stop in Nevada and the blinking colored lights called to us — that I really realized, I’d be ok. Yes, this not having a job thing really does suck, but it won’t break me.
I try to remain postive, but honestly some days, some hours, even some weeks cause me to constantly over-think, under-save and mostly freak out about the unknown. I can’t do this anymore. I am done with being a broken record. I mean seriously, an 11-hour driving day and three states put things in perspective. There is a lot to life I haven’t experienced. More importantly, there is a lot to life I want to experience.
Those funployment moments were coming fewer and fewer between, but being out of SF, and playing the Walmart game and are-those-mountains-burnt (no actually it was shade from slow moving clouds) game, I feel refreshed. It’s day two and our next stop is Yellowstone. I won’t lie this entire trip across the country feels a little retro and I half expect my voice-over narration to educate me on how much I’ll take-away from this experience. Sadly Daniel Stern is booked solid. Oh well, maybe the next road trip.
There is more road to drive today, and more America to see. Corny and cliche? Just a bit, but once you get on the road and see it yourself it all makes sense. As for the rest of the trip: three Walmarts down — I’m 17 away from winning.
