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1984 Chapter 7 2279: Part 8 – It’s the end of the world as I know it
I woke up at the Giddings Sands around 8. The journey was now different. It was this morning that I believe my Connecticut life ended and my Texas life began. I don’t know how I knew it, but I knew. I was out of the room, gassed up, coffee down, and hammered down toward the… Continue reading
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Bitter, bad
Rain falls from the sky, it makes me contemplate all of those things that do not need to exist. There is great ignorance around us, like a storm it can choose to be unrelenting. Yes you and your bad self, promising all that you know nothing about. Your lies and efforts to force the image… Continue reading
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1984 Chapter 7 2279: Part 7 – Sometimes you just need to draw the line
I woke up, obviously due to some proximity alarm inside me that was going off because some guy was walking around my car looking through the windows of my Dodge. I sat up, turned the key, and backed out away from the outdoor swimming pool I was parked in front of. The mans disapproving glare… Continue reading
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1984 chapter 7: Part 6 – A nice little motel room in Chouteau, Oklahoma
Route 69 was very southeast Oklahoma, there was no other way to describe it. I pulled off the road and got a room at the 69 Motel in Chouteau, OK. After checking in I called my Grandmother from a pay phone out front. It was nice to hear her voice and she was happy that… Continue reading
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1984 Chapter 7: 2279 Part 5 The old man is down the road
I awoke in the rest area and went into the bathroom to clean up. I then checked the oil in the Dodge and headed back out onto the highway. The first exit with coffee and gas got me off the highway, but it seemed the closer I got to Texas the more serious the gravitational… Continue reading
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1984 Chapter 7: 2279 Part 4 -Attention Klingon Commander
I woke up at 10:40 AM and I was not happy. I showered very quickly and vacated the room feeling rushed and not ready to move on yet. The sun was harsh the day was turning out to be a hot one. What day was it even? Tuesday. In one way they all feel the… Continue reading
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1984 Chapter 7: 2279 Part 3 – A Red 64 Chevelle
Evening came and I pulled out of the campground around 8:pm. It really amazes me now that if only I had just stayed the night I would have eventually fallen asleep and actually got some rest, instead I was working on an ever-increasing sleep deficit. I was just a kid and I wanted more, I… Continue reading
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1984 Chapter 7: 2279 Part 2-Wide open spaces
It was like waking up in the Twilight Zone. The sunlight shone through the window this morning, just as bright as can be. Nothing beats an early summer morning. 7:29 P.M. (Or one second later) You know a great mission is underway when you wake up to begin day two. It is a sealing of… Continue reading
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Maybe even just a surprise now and then
So easily, we have fallen into that pattern just like two years ago. That one where it seems to rain in waves of severe downpours every 90 minutes. I find myself preoccupied enough to where in some ways it doesn’t really matter. I know that I’m in denial. At some point it all conflicts with… Continue reading
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1984 Chapter 7: 2279-Belonging nowhere
It was dark. It had been over an hour since I saw the lights of Danbury. During that time, it was like I was viewing my life from the outside looking in. Eighteen years had disappeared in a moment, and now even though those years were everything I knew, I had no idea what was… Continue reading