August 17th, 1978 Nothing behind me, everything ahead of me, as is ever so on the road.
I am SO EXCITED FOR THIS ROAD TRIP! I am going to be Jack Frickin Kerouac!
What is that feeling when you’re driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? – it’s the too-huge world vaulting us, and it’s good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.