Right. Forty-one years on Earth, who knows how many more in the cosmos. In that time I’ve become, counter to popular saying, less set in my ways. Age isn’t a burden, I’ve found, it’s a release. No more confusion about…
Really, the whole thing could’ve ended much worse. An old truck, abused through decades of off-road adventures. A young, stupid, and inexperienced driver setting off across a continent that has killed many seasoned and gritty pioneers. That it ended it…