From the category archives:
I am southbound.
Sweetgrass. Great Falls. Helena. Through Montana I pass over the Continental Divide twice, north and then south of Butte.
Stops for gas are fast and furious, for when I am fresh is when I must make good time. I like knowing that on this run all the pumps I find will accept plastic. I [...]
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I am leaving you today.
Yesterday I told you that I would be gone early in the morning, but I cannot. How could I not see you one last time?
Your arms are outstretched for a hug, but I cannot, for it would be too hard. I wonder if you understand why.
I have knelt by your bed [...]
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May 10 – May 17, 2000
Time is measured in seconds. Minutes. Hours. Days.
Time is the blink of an eye.
Time is what it takes for the pain to go away after an injection.
Time is what is spent zoning in and out of consciousness.
Time is the split second of faint recognition, and the weak smile that follows.
A [...]
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I met her in a motorcycle shop in the high desert, where she worked behind the parts counter. I noticed her because she wore overalls. Yes, I know. There’s nothing special about overalls. So sue me.
We got to talking while she was cleaning up the wall display at the back of the shop. I was [...]
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