Travel stories and the occasional rantings of an evolving cynic who's simply in search of a little human authenticity. Tales include hitching across the Rockies with an eventual cop-killer, a weekend with a terminally-ill billionaire, meeting my siblings for the first time, trips to Mexico, and scores of random people from Mass.-Slab City-Chiapas who are often even more interesting...for better or worse!
Thursday, September 29, 2005
9/29/05: Katrina-To the Gulf
Supposedly leaving for the Gulf Region tomorrow or Saturday. I've been concentrating on getting stuff done, yet lacking focus. It's becoming pragmatic rather than keeping my eyes on why I'm doing this. Tomorrow begins the test. I'm cautiously optimistic. I'm slightly scared. Kind of unsure. My goal is to change my life; my thinking. Bust out of this rut permanently. First step down a new path? Departure. I'm ready as I'll ever be, and the coming weeks will prove some things; good or bad. I've sold DVDs, my iPod, and returned the new backpack. All that's left are the remaining DVDs, the radar gun, and the ski jacket. I think I'm ready...
