You know, it's strange, reading this, as someone who will soon be doing something similar. Not yet, because I need to do some things first - real things, not gay and time wasting things. Basic things, like learning to fight.
It's a strange feeling, knowing that soon I'll be heading off, and never seeing my home again. Seeing the place I love so deeply for the last few times, seeing what was great, what was beautiful, be destroyed by the foe, and that any return will simply be a return to the location, and not to the place. Reading Lotr, and knowing the deep sense of forlorn at the lose of what was once my own.
I sense a lot of anger in this thread, perhaps fear .
I'm a Boomer who's quite content in life, I don't have Alexis or any other talk to device (I did have an Estonian girlfriend named Alexis in 1971) and the only computerized device I use when driving is my old Garmin when I'm on my back roads road trips .
I like the setting off on a new adventure, always have . one doesn't really need much, a tooth brush, change of clothes and a decent quality towel does it for me, I gather soap and razor out on the road .
Wherever it is you're going I hope you manage to enjoy your self, remember : even the hard times can be educational and rewarding when approached in the right frame of mind .
Now, if you'll excuse me, I want to go yell and shake my liver spotted fist at some clouds =8-) .
Although, one could encounter godless, self destructive tendencies along the route. Imagine how badly it would suck if, while getting gas and playing your favorite midnight tunes, you encountered godless, self-destructive tendencies on the way to your destination. That would be really uncool. Theres nothing people hate more than dealing with godless, self-destructive tendencies with their car.
You know, it's strange, reading this, as someone who will soon be doing something similar. Not yet, because I need to do some things first - real things, not gay and time wasting things. Basic things, like learning to fight.
It's a strange feeling, knowing that soon I'll be heading off, and never seeing my home again. Seeing the place I love so deeply for the last few times, seeing what was great, what was beautiful, be destroyed by the foe, and that any return will simply be a return to the location, and not to the place. Reading Lotr, and knowing the deep sense of forlorn at the lose of what was once my own.
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Very interesting .
I sense a lot of anger in this thread, perhaps fear .
I'm a Boomer who's quite content in life, I don't have Alexis or any other talk to device (I did have an Estonian girlfriend named Alexis in 1971) and the only computerized device I use when driving is my old Garmin when I'm on my back roads road trips .
I like the setting off on a new adventure, always have . one doesn't really need much, a tooth brush, change of clothes and a decent quality towel does it for me, I gather soap and razor out on the road .
Wherever it is you're going I hope you manage to enjoy your self, remember : even the hard times can be educational and rewarding when approached in the right frame of mind .
Now, if you'll excuse me, I want to go yell and shake my liver spotted fist at some clouds =8-) .
-Nate
Hell yeah. Godspeed man.
“With a car you can go anywhere you want.”
Although, one could encounter godless, self destructive tendencies along the route. Imagine how badly it would suck if, while getting gas and playing your favorite midnight tunes, you encountered godless, self-destructive tendencies on the way to your destination. That would be really uncool. Theres nothing people hate more than dealing with godless, self-destructive tendencies with their car.