Day 13 (7/2/21): Washington At Last
I woke up this morning at the truck stop and continued on. From Montana, through Idaho, and to Washington. When I crossed the boarder into Washington, I was overcome with emotion. For nine years I have wanted to move back to Washington. Ever since I left for undergrad in upstate New York, I knew that I wanted to move back. I belong in Washington. Today was that day. I am finally returning to where my heart has always been. Not only that, but I had just completed a four month, 12,000 mile, twice across the country road trip, by my self. I have never felt so empowered. This isn't how I ever expected this moment to come. But I am so glad that it evolved this way. I was ending one chapter of my life as I knew it on the east coast and beginning a new one here in Washington. It feels as if I'm getting a fresh start. I won't have to miss another family gathering, birthday, holiday, or event because I'm 3,000 miles away. I stopped in Spokane at Panera bread for lunch. It wa