The Philippine Sojourn, Day 1: Laramie to Sheridan
After an evening spent attempting to barbecue, sampling different liquors, and reconnecting with friends before the big disconnect, I woke up this morning with a sense of urgency. I was utterly unprepared to leave for an entire month, having packed absolutely nothing and making few of the arrangements I needed to ensure that I could go back to a normal life. I went to work and hurriedly finished my obligations before heading back home to begin the process. I had decided to leave everything that I could behind, leaving my phone with Kaitlyn and leaving my (broken) ipod behind. I packed the essentials, a notebook to practice my writing, clothes (most places don’t take kindly to naked people running around), books to keep the mind entertained, and my passport. My thoughts organized themselves as I organized my shirts. When it was all over, I bid a fond farewell to Evan, who has been an absolute blast to live with and possesses an unbridled passion for, well, just about everything. I gave Murray a hug and kissed Kaitlyn. Words cannot express how much I’m going to miss her.
With the aid of a Red Bull or two Rhanden and I made our way through the heart of Wyoming, aimed North to Sheridan and the Big Horn Mountains; our parents’ home. They greeted us with warm hugs and hearty dinner, and shortly after headed to the movie theater to watch Prometheus with a couple friends. That was the second time I’d seen the film, and it’s an absolute blast. It’s heady and epic and makes me squirm uncomfortably in my seat all in the space of two hours. I fucking loved it.
I got to bed about 1 AM, and tomorrow our journey continues.