I slept beside a creek somewhere in Tennessee last night. I wish I had met someone worthy of a life-changing blog entry (you know, like the other entries here), but I had the place all to myself. As expected, being alone with my thoughts made sleeping almost impossible. Fortunately, the frogs broke up the monotony. […]
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I remember, from high school, the time when I decided to straighten up, get my act together, stop screwing around, that sort of thing. If I were to expect people to perceive me as a serious person, I’d have to behave seriously; if as an adult, I’d have to behave as an adult. It only
It’s definitely a different world living in the tunnel. I’ve had the luxury of sleeping in my car after spending days meeting people. That’s going to change tomorrow night. I’ve decided to get the full experience of tunnel life by seeing what it’s like to spend the night in the open air with no locked doors and no inflatable mattress—just me and my sleeping bag and whatever and