I always find it incredibly odd to be able to honor my own agenda, determine my own direction, and listen to my own voice.
Overall, I feel quite calm. I know the route, sights, stops and hotel quite well. I notice that as I become less stressed and more confident within myself, outside peoples are less nefarious and sinister.
I talk to strangers.
At the gas station, I struck up a short smalltalk with a mom headed to see her son at college in Ann Arbor. At the rest area, a woman from Kansas City and I chatted about deer and the weather. Walking around my hotel, at 4am, I was treated to a rundown of classic cars parked there and the virtues of the '30 something Ford. Granted, my Aspieness was just trying to figure out why the parking lot was completely full, as I performed one of my nightly walks when the man under the canopy appeared, but he seemed friendly enough. It sounded like he was keeping an eye on his prized cars. We had a nice chat.
I enjoyed visiting with Eldest. This was the first that I had difficulty recognizing him. He's changed and matured a lot. His hair is very long and he sports a most hairy goatee. He had on a t shirt as opposed to the baggy prison blues. His upper body is quite muscular......he really is a 19 year old man. I see the teenager has really left him.
I forgot how much I like having my own hotel room. I feel like a big person. I sleep and eat when I want. I go outside whenever....I don't have to answer to anyone or accommodate someone else's wishes and schedule. Having an 8 year old is an all consuming activity. My everyday life revolves around Younglink, as well it should. This break is nice....from one son to another:) Good thing I Love Them, my sweethearts
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