Back home.
Back, and so completely willing to write an epic account of my travels across the USA…
…unfortunately at the moment, do not have the time to do so.
I am thankful for my adventure, the new friends I’ve made, the many photographs I snapped, the people that outstretched their arms to my group and I, as well as the gracious and humble for allowing us to terrorize their bathrooms, sleep on their floors, and more importantly, to serve them.
Lest I not forget, the new sites and states I conquered, people of so many backgrounds and beliefs, all ages and faces. A disparity of climates and handful of time zones, different grounds in one country linked together by a trail of dry plains and rocky pastures alike. The discernment of life in many unseen states from the window of a moving vehicle, slowly rolling, pressing, forward motion to a new destination.
That’s all for tonight, or until later when I feel compelled to write once again.
muchlove,
jc
