tuesday is the fifth…

(the conversation that i’ve been having in my head all fucking day long, ever since my seventy-seven year old companion…who can never even remember what day it is and asks me each morning to tell him…told me this morning…in a very unsolicited manner…causing me panic.)

tuesday is the fifth…

no it’s thursday…

oh no, it’s tuesday…

but, it can’t be…

oh, but it is…

yesterday was the second…

today is the third…

tomorrow (monday) will be the fourth…

which makes…drum roll please…

tuesday the fifth…

(why has this caused me panic? because i am still tired…no, exhausted really. buggs is still tired. my eyes feel dry and like they have sand in them. my feet feel like they’re encased in molten lava baths whenever they go near a sock or a shoe. i am looking forward to seeing my friend. i am looking forward to going home and being home!! it’s just the matter of getting there. i love driving, independence, and freedom…but, there are things that i still have to write about that happened that exhausted me and buggs completely…driving for 24 hours straight…white knuckled driving in the dark…loss of reception, navigation, and communication…road construction, one lane of traffic, pilot cars, up to 2 hour waits, 20 mph through the great basin…these are all reasons that instill the panic of not being ready to get behind the wheel and drive. however, this time i will not be saying, “okay google, take me to…” oh google, she’s on my shit list, in fact she is not the girl for me!! i know that for sure now. she took me over and through the longest and slowest and worst routes ever. i’m trying j***y’s waze app this time and printing out my maps and directions in case i lose reception again. keep your fingers, legs, and eyes crossed for us.)

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