Writer's Block: Taking it on the road

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Most people who know me know the answer to this one, but I can't help myself [g].

Washington state to Vermont to Florida to California, where I rolled my car out in the middle of the Mojave Desert, twelve years ago. A bit over 2 1/2 months and 14,000 miles. By myself. Only about 1000 miles of that was on the Interstate. The rest of it was on two-lane highways, exploring places I'd always wanted to go, and revisiting some old favorites, stopping to visit friends, and wandering wherever the road took me.

I'm a big fan of William Least Heat Moon's Blue Highways, and had always wanted to make a trip like that. It was great, one of the best things I ever did for myself, right up till I flipped the car (I was fine, the car was totaled -- please always empty the water in your ice chest every morning because you never know what'll happen that day).

How did I pass the time??? It flew by like a tornado. There was no need to "pass" it. It was over way too soon.