Thursday, November 12, 2009


I don't remember ever spending this kind of energy calculating and planning a next move. It felt like something new and big was coming alive in me. I was becoming a person, I was thinking. I was actually caring about what happened. I thought about how things would be and what I would do. Where would I go once I got to California. Truth is, I didn't think much more than that. I did think about gas money and the route I would take. I also made sure not to tell anybody about my big plan. No, I couldn't afford to have anyone's input on this one. This was my move, my life, and my trip.