Well, ok. I've driven over 25 hours and am now back in my home state. Normally after a harsh breakup, or being gone for awhile, I'm happy and relieved to be back. Now....I'm happy the drive is over. Got so many funny looks in my beat up truck. It looks like shit, looks like I drove through hell, but it's like a honeybadger! it just doesn't give a fuck! Only thing I had to worry about was one of the tires was going a little bald but that's it. I feel restless. And I'm not sure what I'm gonna do right now. Blue and I are being cordial to eachother, even friendly. I don't think I can just do what I've done in the past, and just, walk away completely and never talk to them again. Well, guess we'll see what the future brings.