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Day 5

Third day in a row… …I’ve been woken by unexpected loud. The first day was from yelling, yesterday, the person who had my room at the Holiday Inn previous to me, had set the alarm on the clock to go off and turned the volume way up. It sounded exactly like the warning alarm that is pushed out to phones when national notices are pushed…

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Day 4

On just three hours sleep… I started the drive north toward Santa Fe. It had been four years since I’d been to this magical city and I remembered how I had found it almost magical. Today, though, I’d not get to stop like I’d planned. When I was almost there, Steve sent me a message, he was in his bus just outside Los Alamos. If…

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Day 3

She screamed, “I’m tired of you hitting me.” The door slammed. I had been awake since just before 6:00 am, when the din of domestic violence rang out from a room somewhere near mine in the Motel-6. Should I call the police? Maybe I should have brought my gun bag in with me from the car? When I packed, I didn’t plan well for easy…

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Day 2

24-Hours ago it began… At 8:00 the movers arrived at my door. They were exactly on time, but apologized for being late. I’m the son of a mathematician and refused their apology and showed them the time, mentioned I love punctuality, and showed them the studio we were to shift to a storage unit. 1.3 miles from Veer Towers, at RightSpace Storage, mentioned only because…

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Day 1

I couldn’t keep my eyes open… So I stopped in a town in Arizona. I don’t know the name, but I’m in a Motel 6, I’ve had a cheeseburger and fries, and am trying to find sleep. It’s time for the next adventure, though this one is going to be anti-climatic once I get back to Iowa until Covid-19 gets sorted out. I’ll self-quarantine for…

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