Haunted Highway 49 (...Going to the bottom to remember what being on top really is.) (c) 2017


...I've done this trip so many times. 180 miles. Am I letting resentments run my life? I suppose I could turn around. In a way I did. Everyone has that story about that thing, event, or person who ruined them-the anger replacing the fear of not living a life worth living.

This is the Haunted Highway and I'm going to the bottom to remember what being on top really is. -to remind myself of what being on top really is.

Didn't intend on going this long. Yet the sign reads no UTurns-finish what you started. Join this beautiful thang called life. And uh have i done my best? Have I intended to do something-told myself I'll do it tomorrow? Was that slothful tomorrow was months, years ago?

This is the Haunted Highway and I'm going to the bottom to remember what being on top really is. -to remind myself of what being on top really is.

When I come back it'll be 360 miles. Will I have created a new circle-something to build; After all poem means to create.

Haunted Highway 49

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