Travel Diary Day two Billings to.......Someplace in fucking Oregon, I dunno.
The day started off so good. I put on the blue grass banjo CD and cruised through Big sky country. It's pretty aptly named. Montana is a gorgeous HUGE place. Felt like I could see for hundreds of miles. I had to open up my mind and my body so wide to accomadate everything I was seeing and breathing and feeling in the morning. Driving turns me on so much. I had a hard on for almost the whole day. I would play a game, where I would see how close I could get myself to cumming while driving, and then stop, cause getting off would be dangerous, and messy. Good way to pass the time. On the one had I wish I had a travel partner so we could pull over when ever the fancy struck and fuck ourselves silly on the side of the road. Jessie and Tulip. But on the other hand, I'm glad I am alone. Having another person along would change the feelings and the experiences I have been having. The brain gets clearer and sharper minute by minute.
The part everyone has been waiting for, more Lukebunny almost got himself killed stories. 2 more today, if I keep up this rate, maybe tommorow will get the job done right.
1. Fucking Semi's they hate me. They are out to get me. This time I was a quarter into passing the cock bag and he decided to be in my lane so his front end made it and his back end was about to and I had to slam on the breaks once again. I layed on the horn and he bounced back into his lane and his whole rig was swinging and looking like it might jack knife.......Fucking awfull.
2. going through the mountains, the sun was shining right into my eye sockets with a the fury of a sun possesed. I was speeding (cause I like the speed) going around 90 when the sun gave a spectacular dazzle and blinded me right at the moment that I hit a sharp steep curve. Was going to fast to make the turn and stay in my lane, and I was blind so I couldn't see if there was anyone in the next lane, I just had to drift and pray that the lane next to me was un occupied. Unfortunately it was, so I dodged the bullet again today.........
I pulled over at a bar near Missoula and had some lunch with the locals. They fucking loved my ass. We talked about bigfoot. and Motorcycles. And Rifles. They all have rifles. And gun racks. I want my own Militia. Going back to Missoula.....MONTANA!!! For all you Twin Peaks fans
For as pretty as that state is, it gets damn repetative. Drive around a curve to the right, dip down, steep curve back ot the left. 50 FUCKING TIMES. I wanted to be off the road by around 8pm, but I kept going till about 11. I don't really know why. I just couldn't stop. I suppose it's good, I only have about 3 hours to Portland.
I have this big Motel room all to myself. Anyone want to come and help me mess the bed?
I'm feeling good, but exhausted today. My arms are so fucking wrecked. I can barely hold the steering wheel. Typing this much probably isn't a good idea. Fuck it. I saw a momma horse running wild with her baby today. No one should ever die without seeing that. So beautiful. Not very articulate tonight. Drove for almost 12 hours. Forgive my lack of style and grace.
It was harder to leave Moorhead than I thought it would be. Leaving Jessica was awful. Crying, blubbering mess. I thought it would just be a "Bye" "yeah, whatever" I was pretty wrong. Not having her is like cutting off one of my arms ( to Continue with the twin Peaks references) We've been together, in some capacity for so long now I don't even know how to not have her around. I guess it has to start somewhere, somehow. Leaving Co dependency behind is hard. All my co-workers are awesome, they were trying so hard to get me to stay. I'll miss them. I have crushes on a good chunk of the people I worked with too. Fucking hot coffee workers. Leaving Stephanie before we got a chance to see if there was anything there, beside the fun physical stuff
Leaving Ed just as we are starting to reconnect and hang out more. All the Minneapolis people I just met. Hard choices. Will see if it is the right one.
I've been thinking alot today about sex, and power dynamics. I'm sick of selfish people in bed. The ones who get off and roll over and go to sleep. I'm sick of it being a one way thing. All the effort and energy flowing one direction. I want us to be dying to get each other off. I want it to be a race to see who can make who feel better. I want excitement, and passion. I want no inhabitions. I want there to be pleasure and joy and no guilt and no regret. I want sex to be less about control, and more about enjoyment.
Playlist
Ed's Bluegrass CD again (fucking great for travelling across montana!)
Strike Anywhere - Change is a sound
Minor Threat - Complete Discography
Digable Planets - Reachin' (A New Refutation of Time and Space)
The day started off so good. I put on the blue grass banjo CD and cruised through Big sky country. It's pretty aptly named. Montana is a gorgeous HUGE place. Felt like I could see for hundreds of miles. I had to open up my mind and my body so wide to accomadate everything I was seeing and breathing and feeling in the morning. Driving turns me on so much. I had a hard on for almost the whole day. I would play a game, where I would see how close I could get myself to cumming while driving, and then stop, cause getting off would be dangerous, and messy. Good way to pass the time. On the one had I wish I had a travel partner so we could pull over when ever the fancy struck and fuck ourselves silly on the side of the road. Jessie and Tulip. But on the other hand, I'm glad I am alone. Having another person along would change the feelings and the experiences I have been having. The brain gets clearer and sharper minute by minute.
The part everyone has been waiting for, more Lukebunny almost got himself killed stories. 2 more today, if I keep up this rate, maybe tommorow will get the job done right.
1. Fucking Semi's they hate me. They are out to get me. This time I was a quarter into passing the cock bag and he decided to be in my lane so his front end made it and his back end was about to and I had to slam on the breaks once again. I layed on the horn and he bounced back into his lane and his whole rig was swinging and looking like it might jack knife.......Fucking awfull.
2. going through the mountains, the sun was shining right into my eye sockets with a the fury of a sun possesed. I was speeding (cause I like the speed) going around 90 when the sun gave a spectacular dazzle and blinded me right at the moment that I hit a sharp steep curve. Was going to fast to make the turn and stay in my lane, and I was blind so I couldn't see if there was anyone in the next lane, I just had to drift and pray that the lane next to me was un occupied. Unfortunately it was, so I dodged the bullet again today.........
I pulled over at a bar near Missoula and had some lunch with the locals. They fucking loved my ass. We talked about bigfoot. and Motorcycles. And Rifles. They all have rifles. And gun racks. I want my own Militia. Going back to Missoula.....MONTANA!!! For all you Twin Peaks fans
For as pretty as that state is, it gets damn repetative. Drive around a curve to the right, dip down, steep curve back ot the left. 50 FUCKING TIMES. I wanted to be off the road by around 8pm, but I kept going till about 11. I don't really know why. I just couldn't stop. I suppose it's good, I only have about 3 hours to Portland.
I have this big Motel room all to myself. Anyone want to come and help me mess the bed?
I'm feeling good, but exhausted today. My arms are so fucking wrecked. I can barely hold the steering wheel. Typing this much probably isn't a good idea. Fuck it. I saw a momma horse running wild with her baby today. No one should ever die without seeing that. So beautiful. Not very articulate tonight. Drove for almost 12 hours. Forgive my lack of style and grace.
It was harder to leave Moorhead than I thought it would be. Leaving Jessica was awful. Crying, blubbering mess. I thought it would just be a "Bye" "yeah, whatever" I was pretty wrong. Not having her is like cutting off one of my arms ( to Continue with the twin Peaks references) We've been together, in some capacity for so long now I don't even know how to not have her around. I guess it has to start somewhere, somehow. Leaving Co dependency behind is hard. All my co-workers are awesome, they were trying so hard to get me to stay. I'll miss them. I have crushes on a good chunk of the people I worked with too. Fucking hot coffee workers. Leaving Stephanie before we got a chance to see if there was anything there, beside the fun physical stuff
Leaving Ed just as we are starting to reconnect and hang out more. All the Minneapolis people I just met. Hard choices. Will see if it is the right one.
I've been thinking alot today about sex, and power dynamics. I'm sick of selfish people in bed. The ones who get off and roll over and go to sleep. I'm sick of it being a one way thing. All the effort and energy flowing one direction. I want us to be dying to get each other off. I want it to be a race to see who can make who feel better. I want excitement, and passion. I want no inhabitions. I want there to be pleasure and joy and no guilt and no regret. I want sex to be less about control, and more about enjoyment.
Playlist
Ed's Bluegrass CD again (fucking great for travelling across montana!)
Strike Anywhere - Change is a sound
Minor Threat - Complete Discography
Digable Planets - Reachin' (A New Refutation of Time and Space)
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..and...there's something mighty lovely about travelling the speed limit. Leads to deep breathing and extended orgasms, I promise.
..keeps it interesting, tho'.