This is not what the bridge looked like when I crossed it tonight in the dark, but it is a good procure of the bridge.
I decided to go “up north.”
I literally decided in the span of about ten minutes just to pack some crap in a bag and run.
I found a cheap “up north” motel and here I am.
I made some people angry and I feel bad about that, but I had to do it.
It’s my self defense switch.
It’s what I do.
Am I getting anything done?
Nope.
Do I care?
Not really.
And I mean that. I really don’t care.
If I had the money and could find a place to stay, I’d just stay here.
But I can’t.
So…
Back to reality on Thursday. Haven’t decided if I am going to class or not.
Stress is bananas.
Photo by me.
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