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Infinity 5.

Jack Kelly awoke somewhere over northern Arizona as the 757 aircraft made its way into Pacific time zone.  Yawning with a stretch, he unbuckled his seat belt and scratched his head.  He thanked God that the two seats next to him were unoccupied, leaving plenty of room to stretch out and attempt comfort.  Jack exhausted about ten different positions until he shrugged a defeated sigh and slid open his iPhone.  He had missed more news!  And was unable to tweet!  The travesty of the situation pummeled him with a soft whimper while he scrolled through the very latest… Continue reading “Infinity 5.” »

on the open road

“What is that feeling when you’re driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? – it’s the too-huge world vaulting us, and it’s good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.” – Jack Kerouac, On the Road

Just the other day I would’ve never imagined I would be driving across America, but, that’s what I love about my life.  All of my years roadtripping have built up to this.  The mother journey. Continue reading “on the open road” »