Driving calms me. There is a creature inside me that wants to fly, to be free. Going for drive satiates that need most of the time. I drove from Arcata to the Oregon border and back. I stopped at Crissy Field beach just on the other side. Stepped onto a beach in Oregon. It was strange to feel so close and so far at the same time. I thought a great deal about life and the road on this particular drive. I don’t know how I feel about settling down. I’m not sure how I will feel about putting down roots for a bit. Part of me is terrified. I don’t want to be in a cage. At the same time I can’t be nomadic forever. In the end something’s gotta give. I don’t know what the future will bring. I don’t know how my heart is going to feel. I don’t know how school is going to work out. I don’t know over and over. I’m usually good at embracing chaos. This time I’m uncertain. I guess I need to just keep driving and hope that it makes sense some day.Image

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Dream Weaver and Mischief Maker
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