#42: The Answer™

[Explicit dialogue follows, you have been warned]

mixed messages?

I believe we had a total of 3.5 springlike days, and then WHOOM, it's 90 degrees and 74% humidity again, as if Spring didn't exist here. 

As I attempt to type here in the dark (because I am too lazy to turn on the patio lights), I can hear the cicadas in the trees, as the fireflies rise around me in the dimness, twinkly butts flashing. 

It's been a long strange month, and only bound to get stranger. Because at last, I think I can see where this path leads to, and it both excites me, and scares the ever loving SHIT out of me. 

Finally, I can escape the south. Do I dare? I at last have some mental support, the "HELL YES" I was needing from people, the "FUCK YEAH COME ON OUT BABE!!" I badly needed, rather than the "oh, it is up to you, whatever you want to do" shit so many have fed me the past little while. 

For once in my fucking life, I  am wanted, and people are making a point of telling me so. It's a pull, but different than the pull I have been used to. It has made me pause and look--really LOOK. It's a totally different sensation here.

Of course there is still the "am I out of my fucking MIND for even CONSIDERING this?" you bet your sweet bippy I am. But I am doing it just the same. Too long have I taken small bites and lingered at the edge of things. I have help with this insanity; I'm going to take it to the fullest extent.

This sign brought to you by the letters F and U,
and mondays. 

And I have had to speed up the process a bit. Find homes a bit faster for stuff.

And tell people things I really didn't want to have to tell them.  I still have to inform my child I am moving even further away from her, and ask my sister to hold some things for me. Because I am in the planning stage... for moving 1500 FUCKING MILES AWAY.... more than 1600, actually. 

So where am I going? West... far and away.. to the Mount Rushmore State... South Dakota.

Or at least that is the plan, anyhow. We will see how that plays out. I hope to be settled in, first weekend in September. Stay tuned. 

In the mean time, there's a trip in the works to Iowa to see my buddy who is working temporarily there, things to get, and get rid of, many many things to get rid of. 

    And of course, there is THIS guy.

I shall name him "Dakota"

He sort of appeared in my car the last trip I took. I suspect the aforementioned buddy snuck him in. It was nice having a friend in the passenger seat, even if he didn't talk. 

I imagined him having all sorts of conversations with Reese, the "car coon" I have sitting on the dashboard. 

Stay tuned! More to come ( I hope)

Aye,

Kraneia