I watch the snow come down from my third story window while I listen to Pandora and try not to think. I had strange dreams last night. Not bad ones, just very strange and I woke up after each one. The kitty slept on me last night, it’s nice, I realized it’s been years since I have had a cat sleep on me. It does make it hard to turn over though 😛

I miss home. I miss my parents. I miss my people. I got a voice memo from the crazy one and it helped. He’s a good person. Crazy, sure, but still good.

Last night after a work meeting, I got on the highway that I take to get home, and I just kept driving. I didn’t have a destination in mind, I just wanted to listen to music and drive. I ended up on this little road that had little houses spaced apart by pastures, with a mountain up ahead.

It’s time for me to go to the mountains. I’m going to try going skiing this weekend, but even if I don’t do that, I am going to go to the mountains. Might try going to Hurricane Ridge or finally go to Mt. Rainier.

1 thought on “Halfway”

  1. “What is that feeling when you’re driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? – it’s the too-huge world vaulting us, and it’s good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.”
    ― Jack Kerouac, On the Road

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