Day 30: Hard Days Night
Usually when I drive for long periods of time I enter this sort of blank, zen mind set similar to meditation. I was looking forward to that on this trip, but it never came. Maybe it was because once I got on the road I realized I was running away. Maybe it was because I found that leaving didn't leave my troubles behind. Maybe it was because I left part of my heart at home. I don't know. Thankfully, I've managed to achieve some of that zen working here. The single mindedness of completing a necessary task, the knowledge of my usefulness, and the painful yet pleasant strain of my muscles take up all the energy I would otherwise waste thinking in circles. I am left blissfully blank.
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