Asphalt exorcism
Yesterday I had to have an asphalt exorcism. It was my day off, yet it felt like my phone was ringing off the hook. I logged into my work email to head off any looming disasters, gassed up my car, then hit the road. Text messages started coming in.
"Day off. Driviny," is what I replied.
I drove about 400 miles yesterday. Max. speed: 90 m.p.h. Reckless driving at some point? No doubt.
"I don't think there's anything wrong with how FAST you can get to 55," - Robert Sweet, Stryper drummer
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Anyway, here's a photo of one of the coolest things I saw yesterday. An abandoned church. Now, is it cool because Faith has been abandoned or is it cool that the abandonment of Faith scares me?
Not sure.
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The light fixture and the font over the "Church of God of Prophecy," sign remind me of the "Silent Hill" sign in the movie, "Silent Hill." I went to Silent Hill (Centralia, PA) with a couple friends in hopes of seeing that church, but found it in southern Virginia all by myself with a chance turn of the head.
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Last night I ran out of light before I expected to on my way back home from hell and couldn't get any photos on the scenic route. Found myself on a two-lane blacktop with twists, turns, and hills, and nothing to see but unexpected curves. No photos. I saw lots of trailers in the fading light. I felt thankful but not in a patronizing, disdainful way.
I still can't understand America. I guess I need to take a biiiiiig roadtrip. Because what I really wonder is what does most of America live like? This a question I've sought to answer for years. I've read lots of travel narratives but need to find the answer for myself.
"Day off. Driviny," is what I replied.
I drove about 400 miles yesterday. Max. speed: 90 m.p.h. Reckless driving at some point? No doubt.
"I don't think there's anything wrong with how FAST you can get to 55," - Robert Sweet, Stryper drummer
****
Anyway, here's a photo of one of the coolest things I saw yesterday. An abandoned church. Now, is it cool because Faith has been abandoned or is it cool that the abandonment of Faith scares me?
Not sure.
***
The light fixture and the font over the "Church of God of Prophecy," sign remind me of the "Silent Hill" sign in the movie, "Silent Hill." I went to Silent Hill (Centralia, PA) with a couple friends in hopes of seeing that church, but found it in southern Virginia all by myself with a chance turn of the head.
***
Last night I ran out of light before I expected to on my way back home from hell and couldn't get any photos on the scenic route. Found myself on a two-lane blacktop with twists, turns, and hills, and nothing to see but unexpected curves. No photos. I saw lots of trailers in the fading light. I felt thankful but not in a patronizing, disdainful way.
I still can't understand America. I guess I need to take a biiiiiig roadtrip. Because what I really wonder is what does most of America live like? This a question I've sought to answer for years. I've read lots of travel narratives but need to find the answer for myself.
posted by Mansard at 3:51 AM
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