Well, Sir Morrison was serviced yesterday, Saturday. But, not just brakes!! Some bearings packed, new tires, alignment, brakes...I don't even want to disclose amount of money I spent, but, it was considerable! I am thinking that some work done I had done that didn't need to be done right now, but would have needed to be done in the near future. And, brakes were metal to metal, it was a Saturday in Purcellville, VA and I feel safe to be on the road...
Let me revisit my discussion about journey vs. destination. It is both the journey AND the destination which are as important and meaningful as the other...I am tired of driving, and now after my garage bill, am poor. I would like to go to Asheville, NC, Nashville, TN, Austin, TX but I don't want to drive there anymore!! I have tried to live on the road and have some dream to do it, but, in reality I can neither physically, psychically no financially do it anymore. I have given it my best shot. I was feeling like returning to Plymouth after just a couple of days on the road and my van difficulties really confirmed to me that Plymouth is my home and that's where I want to be. I don't want to worry about miles on Morrison, when will something happen, because Morrison is my shelter and something happens to him I am homeless. I have friends and places I love and things to do in Plymouth. I am returning home.
I made it to my friend Judy's couch last night with wind chill and winter storms sorrounding me. I will be here through Wednesday and then returning to Plymouth.
I have a project in mind and would like to work toward putting together a dog park in Plymouth. That would make Ozzy happy.
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