502 days to go

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March 23rd – 1 year 4 months and 16 days from today

10.12am Having breakfast. Another white sky day. And of course, as soon as I wrote that, some clouds moved and now a tiny strip of blue is showing. I hope it grows big. It’s spring, the sun should be shining for me!!
Last night I didn’t go straight to bed as planned. I stayed writing. I remembered I owed myself a road trip. So here it goes. Not many pictures accompany this odyssey. I promise to take my camera on the next one πŸ™‚

I know I’m not going anywhere, so this time, the road trip will be in my head. There are a lot of places where I’d love to go, and now, I choose the Black Hills in Germany. I found this picture last month. I thought it was amazing. And it perfectly shows my feelings. I finally can see the light at the end of the tunnel.

(This beautiful photograph was taken by Jonathan Manshack and submitted to the 2011 National Geographic Traveler Photo Contest).

(This beautiful photograph was taken by Jonathan Manshack and submitted to the 2011 National Geographic Traveler Photo Contest).

I see myself walking that pad towards the light. I also see myself getting there, on the copilot seat. I’m a great copilot. I can’t sleep in the car, I don’t like it. I have this idea that if I fall asleep I release the “sleep bug” and then the driver can get bitten by it and fall asleep too. It happened a couple of times. The first time I opened my eyes when we where about to hit the guardrail and I pulled the wheel just half second before.
The second time everybody in the car fell asleep, going at 150km/h-93mi/h. (Some highways in Germany don’t have speed limit). I opened my eyes and I saw a bus 3 inches away. I screamed. The man turned violently the wheel, we avoided the bus but we almost hit another car on the right. It took a while till the man had the car in control again. I remember I was shaking for one hour. The idea of dying was even worse than the fact that I could have died.
There was another time too. That time I couldn’t keep my eyes open and I was begging to stop. I wanted to sleep at least for 10 minutes. I knew how dangerous it could be if I fell asleep. “Please, can we stop?” “Come on, one more hour, we are almost home”. I never want to go back home. Because it doesn’t really feel like home. Home is not here. The only times I really want to go back to my house is when I’m visiting his family. This sounds crazy, but every time we get home, we park the car and we stay inside for a while. Nobody opens the doors, unless someone has to run to the toilet. (Or my iPod has run out of battery and I can’t plug it in the car). My neighbors for sure wonder why that is.
I go back to the day he didn’t want to stop. After thinking for a bit what I could do to stay awake, I got this brilliant idea, (and I’m sorry but this time I’m not sharing. But you can use your imagination and I’m sure that you’ll guess or be quite near). So I started fantasizing what I could be doing (and maybe doing it too πŸ˜‰ )… And after that, where I could be doing it. And then, just in front of my eyes and passing at great speed, there it was, a truck stop. OMG! I do have a vivid imagination… So freaking vivid that every time I see a truck stop now, I thrill (and there you can replace thrill for whatever verb you find appropriate, also verb + adjective will do πŸ™‚ ).


WOW!! I can see myself there too!! And I hope to be seeing myself there soon too!! (Say it!! I know I’m naughty!).

3.22pm A couple of hours ago I was trying to make my little one sleep. While moving the stroller I got a bit bored, nobody was playing Words With Friends so I started surfing for an Online Free Course about Creative Writing. I found one that is a 3 days course called “Endless Story Ideas” so I signed up. Because I didn’t have enough things to do I guess :). I got this assignment: “Create at least 3 characters”. I have to use some of the methods they mention. I guess I’ll be busy doing that (instead of folding the wash that is in the dryer now or tiding up). BIG chance that after I complete this course, I’ll have to come up with a story. And… you’ll have to read it. Because if I’m happy with it, I’m going to share it πŸ™‚

9.45pm I didn’t empty the dryer BUT I created 5 characters πŸ™‚
I was thinking that probably you wonder why my road trip was so short… I guess it’s because I couldn’t concentrate after seeing myself at the truck stop πŸ™‚

~ by DotedOn on March 23, 2014.

6 Responses to “502 days to go”

  1. I’ve never used that to try to stay awake, but I will try that next time that I’m drowsy. πŸ™‚


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