It's been two and a half months. Still in the process of switching gears in life. It's kind of feels like the feeling you get when you see a red light ahead, but you don't want to unclip and lose your momentum so you stop peddling and just roll with it from a distance. And the likelihood that the light is gonna turn green increases as you get closer and closer to the intersection.
Well, where's my green light?!
Just saw Elizabethtown. The roadtrip part brought back fond memories.
