I made it back to my home state. Virginia trembled at my absence. Literally.
Jeremy flew out to drive back with me. I think we made it in good time.
I finally found a place to live, I have an interview for a campus job on Thursday. Everything seems to be neatly falling into place.
For the past 6 years of my life, I haven't lived in one city for more than 8 months. I am a little wary of graduation, since I will now be expected to act like a grown-up. Aren't grown-ups supposed to stay put, at least most of the time? I don't know if I can put my ramblin' ways to rest. We shall see.
Speaking of ramblin'. I love roadtrips. I love driving. They are not a burden to me. As long as you are in good company there can be hours of delightful banter, meaningful music, audio-books and trashy magazines. Who doesn't want that?
I was a little anxious at the start of this trip since we didn't adequately stock up on audio supplies. But Jeremy spotted an outlet mall off the highway, and the book store was going out of buisness (bad for the written word, good for us). Most of the books on CD were just a few dollars. We listened to:
A War of Gifts: An Ender Story - Orson Scott Card
Not great, but not bad. I wish we could have found Ender's Game instead. I loooooved that book.
Foreskin's Lament - Shalom Auslander
You have heard this man on This American Life. His stories are great. Funny poignant and painful. I found that I could only handle the vignettes from his life in small doses. He narrates his own book. Brilliant.
I Capture the Castle - Dodie Smith
A favorite. The story is so charming.
Jeremy and I run on the same wavelength. Every hour or so, we would search the radio for a strong NPR signal. When we reached Pittsburgh, we found both NPR and an independent music station. Thanks to them, I found this music:
Tomorrow, I'm going back to Provo for the first time in 4 months.
Pray for me.