On the Road again . . . or for . . the first time ever
Tomorrow I start truck driving school. I’m so excited I can’t sleep, which will come in handy when I get on the road, but now its not so good.
I feel an odd mix of freedom and constraint that probably comes from being freshly (3 days) unemployeed. I feel like I have to go back to work in a few days until I remember that no, in fact, I don’t. I hope that I can keep the attitude of a neverending road trip instead of the daily grind attitude.
At any rate (preferrable a higher one) I’ll be getting to do three of my favorite things:
Drive -I succumb to a condition I call road butt, the ability to connect my butt to the road via the truck and continue driving without tiring
Sit up higher than anyone else on the road- Power? yes, perspective? absolutely!
Write postcards- Just enough space to not bore anyone, when all you really want to communicate is I care about you and was thinking about you.
I’m really excited about the postcards, I might even jump the gun and send some from Palmer where my driving school is.
Okay, well I should go set out my clothes and get my backpack ready.