I’m in the back of a minivan in Minnesota with only a few minutes of battery power. Perhaps I’m in a McDonalds and DQ coma/rage. (yeah, I know I think I’m over my daily quota of calories and I’m a bit concerned. I just had to buy a size bigger pair of dress pants so I could be comfortable and look presentable for the client visit and I’m eating this crap? I need a salad. ) I really just want to nest somewhere calm and comfortable for a few days in a vacuum of go-with-the-flow. I need to stay away from crowds, new people, and stress. Just for a few days. I’m planning to take some vacation this month or next (likely, next month) to enjoy the freshly cool weather.
So far on this journey, I’ve decided all Midwestern states look the same, I’m going to name my children after signs I saw on the side of I-35 in Iowa–they have this habit of listing two town names on a sign. They supply no other data such as “next right”, “1 mile” etc. I figure I can tell me kids that I found them on the side of the highway. I’ll laugh.
I just found our exact location using Google Maps so I can help guide us to the airport–which looks fairly easy. This means we’ll probably get lost.
We’ve listened to the same mix CD about 4 times, interspersed with some other tunes. There’s an Avril song on the list, so I’m okay.
The weather is cool with a palette of greys and greens. It’s comfortable weather for me. I’ve always been fond of cloudy weather. Rain, storms, snow–bring it on. I want to blend in my own crisp whites and warm reds of throw blankets, fire, and home. Soon.
