all of a sudden everything is rushing in from the outside. think of trying to pour a lake into a bucket, it will overflow sooner rather than later. right now the dam is about to breach and there’s very little I can do. finals have hit, my apartment is a wreck, bicycles and parts and tools strewn everywhere. not to mention all the other crap that is taking up space.

Four days. FOUR days. four DAYS. FOUR DAYS…

it used to be months, then weeks. not days…but now there are only days until departure. days until it becomes real. days until my planning and preparations are put to the test. I thought final exams were hard…they pale in comparison to this final exam.

2200 miles. wild fires. tornadoes. adventure. grasslands. coal trucks. roller coaster Appalachia. rivers. trees. leafy trees. new people. new places.

All of this from the glorious aspect that only a twelve speed bicycle can provide.

four days…