Day 8: St. Louis / Back to Reality

Ahh, tomorrow my little haven comes to an end, as all little havens do, and I shall return to the bright white heat of the outside world.

To the shock of precisely nobody that knows me, I’m turning tail and fleeing the fucking South before I even get into it, because fuck this 105 degree bullshit.  I’m retracing my steps back up to Bloomington tomorrow via train, and then striking out eastwards.  From there I’ll be basically bikesclusive (fuck off) at least until I reach the coast, which is scary/exciting.

From Bloomington I’m heading to Champaign/Urbana, about 55 miles — anybody want to grab some tennis rackets, roleplay David Foster Wallace and then cry a little bit with me? — and then aim myself towards Indianapolis, though things get a little nebulous past Champaign.  If by “a little nebulous” one means “I have no idea what the fuck I’m doing”.  Which one does.

At least I’ve finally started getting some TV shows loaded onto this Chromebook so I can always just drink alone, watch the same like five minutes of Firefly or Supernatural over and over again and cry into my pillow and it’ll always feel just like home.

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8 Responses to Day 8: St. Louis / Back to Reality

  1. colleen says:

    grabbing my tennis racket in spirit. ❤

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  2. intercat5 says:

    haha love you lady ❤

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  3. bonermobile says:

    embrace the burning gaze of the mighty sol

    RIDE SOUTHWARD

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  4. leannems says:

    So I started watching Supernatural, pretty much because of the stuff you sent me, and um, AMAZING (it also totally takes up the porn a notch, which is AWESOME). I’m only in season one and am pretty much drool-y face over Dean. How was I not watching this before?

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  5. Paula says:

    08.22.14-1233, Cloudy & 76. Humidity 83%, Dew point 70 in MKE. I don’t think you want to head back here… yuck!

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