I’m having one of those days where everything seems to carry an undertone of “What does anything really matter?” My mind is racing with thoughts of vacation memories, returning home, and all the uncertain twists and turns that the future might bring. These thoughts often invade my less-than-mindful moments.
Do you ever have those moments where a certain state of mind just feels like home?Honestly, I’m not entirely opposed to being in an Eeyore-like mood because it feels authentically me.
Right now, I’m on the hunt for a good book to read. I’m patiently waiting for my turn in line for six different books on hold at the King County Library, even though I’ve relocated to Pierce County. But no one seems to be checking or noticing the discrepancy.
Isn’t it nice having a captivating book to dive into during lull moments? It’s the best medicine. I’m ashamed to admit I have more than a handful of books on my Kindle that I’ve started but have no desire to sink my teeth back into. But that’s not entirely my fault is it? It’s just that the real special books are not always easy to come by.
Speaking of special books, I believe the one I’m working on is on track to becoming one. The part I’m currently writing is about the day I crossed paths with a man by a serene lake in Wyoming, on the fourth day of my road trip. It felt like reuniting with an old friend. He posed a thought-provoking question, “What do you think will be your generation’s greatest challenge?” My response was simple, “Their own minds.” In the course of our conversation, he mentioned the motorcycle rally in Sturgis, which, of course, I had heard of before. A friend of mine, who rode a crotch rocket with a rather unique piercing, had told me countless wilder-than-fiction stories from there. With the rally just two hours away, I decided to make an impromptu stop the following day and ended up spending the night with a colorful group of bikers. That’s when the real adventure began!
But for now, it’s all about taking one step at a time. I don’t have much else to discuss at the moment. Evelyn seems to be having an emotional night, and I need to go relieve Dave.
I’ll see you here tomorrow. Love, Jaclynn
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