Respite on the road

I'm a little sad...I made my last trip to Austin yesterday, and made the last drive home this morning. For the past month, those three-hour drives have been a form of therapy...three hours each way to sing along to my music, to think through what's going on in my life, to stress out, to cry, to build myself up...it was very wonderful and very calming mentally.

But now it's over. Tear. Guess I need to find some new therapy...consider the suggestion box open.

Where I am: Home
What I'm reading: Into Thin Air by Jon Krakauer