A solo road trip definitely allows room for contemplation. Big open spaces and easy driving skills allow the mind to wander...I thought about what i was leaving behind and what was ahead of me. But then stopped and thought maybe i should just think of where i was at this moment. I shut off the radio and just tried to clear my head for a bit and resolve myself of all the daily worries and responsibilities. It's a tough job and as hard as i tried, i don't think i was very good at it. I think i'd do much better at this task lying face down with a masseuse and a dark room and light music...ah yes, maybe Santa Fe?
Last night at the Best Western, I downloaded my saving grace for this trip, David Sedaris. Through much of this trip, from Oklahoma City to Santa Fe, David entertained me with his well crafted sentences and ability to tell a story with perfect humor and timing. "6-8 Black Men" was my favorite story today...it kills me.
When concentrating on David become a chore, I switched to my new favorite musician, "Brandi Carlile." As much as i was trying to let go of all the noise in my head, David and Brandi, myself, sid and gorilla kept taking turns to fill the void, the car was getting crowded...
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