Travel Diary: Fair and Folly

Beautiful day in Columbus, Georgia. The air was playful without being disruptive. The sun was bright without being hot.

Felt as comfortable to ride as to sit at a park, thanks to the nice weather. Or maybe it was because I wore washed clothes. And because I pet a furry stray kitty in front of the laundromat.

Crossing into Georgia felt like overcoming a physical barrier. Last night on the way to dinner, I was close to fainting from not eating all day. I didn't feel hungry or exhausted, but I simply had nothing left in the tank.

I crested a hill about a quarter mile from a restaurant. The sudden exertion put my system in deficit, and I had to pull over and lie down.

My heart was racing. I sweated profusely. Although my body was in emergency response mode, I wasn't scared. I felt very calm and peaceful. I looked at the back of my eyelids, imagining the starry night sky above me. Lying there felt like the most restful sleep.

I ate half a loaf of bread on my back, feeling strength leave my arms and legs. I have never tasted sandwich bread as distinctively as I did then. The fast intake of sugar from high fructose corn syrup. Starchy crust. The grains of protein mashing and sticking to my tongue. Granules of salt. All working together to restart my motor.

After I ate dinner, I felt spent and relieved. Like landing at the airport after a long flight home. Being around a familiar bustle that is unlike anywhere else. I'm back in my own time where things make sense, Eastern Standard zone.

I will live a life that makes sense to me, no matter how many people say it can't be done.

Morning camp.

A car thief drove onto a rail cart bridge and got stuck! Haha! What was he thinking, but I'm impressed that he made it halfway on narrow tracks. And scary to have a front wheel over the edge...

I shaved my head at Columbus State University. Thank you transgendered teens with your personal bathrooms, for making my privacy possible.

I got inspiration for a good thesis topic, if I ever go for a PhD in Psychology: "Smashing Pumpkins: A Cure for Mental Illness?"

This little arrow on the road. HA! So janky. It looks like the electrical tape arrow I put on my bicycle saddle bags. C'mon. LOL.

Played music at a little league ballpark.

Columbus State University.