I traveled to South Dakota twice (there were some stops along the way, but I will go in-depth a little later). This means that I also traveled back to Cincinnati twice. Half of the time I was by myself. So, twenty-six hours in a car by myself, twenty-six hours in a car with someone else. Who? My platonic soul mate. I am always happy to reconnect with friends, or even to stay in touch when I know that our lives are in some way connected on a metaphysical level...
I feel also as though I've been granted closure on a few certain subjects. Any sort of questioning that I had about whether or not *this* is right for me, whether or not I was psychotic for moving here...all my doubts have melted like a pinch of sugar in the ocean. I guess it sometimes helps to get some perspective on things. I feel so much like I was seeing the world right side up for a while...or like I was headed right side up...and now I have broken apart all of this nonsense and returned to normal. Normal for me, anyway.
I'm not sure why I picked *now* to just be alright. Maybe all of the driving drove me (sorry for the pun) a little crazy. I missed home. I missed my roommate and I missed and just being here. Is this *home*??? I'm thinking yes, but it could also be a feeling of culture shock where elation with the location is in play. If this elation is temporary, I will fight to hold onto it. I am so happy. SO, so happy.
It has taken me three days to write this blog...I feel like my brain has just been mush due to lack of sleep, a lot of emotions (elation, happiness, sadness, nervousness)...and a lot of different physical states - drunk, sober, drunk, fatigued, hungover, drunk again, and more fatigued. I feel like I am almost normal now, which is good. I am also getting used to talking about locations by landmarks, rather than ninety degree angle streets...I am very happy that Cincy is where I am staying, and that I don't have to leave to go anywhere...at least any long car rides...for a very, very long time.
Meah Kai
