I Ain't Got No Job

I'm going to take my first couple of baby steps into this blog thing. Can we do some quick therapy stuff? I'll list some fears: that I'm going to write this first post and then give up on this project; that I'm going to hit the Pennsylvania/New York border, freak out and give up on this whole trip; that one day I will run for President of the United States or Miss America and something that I've written in this blog will come back to haunt me. There are quite a few more, but like I said, baby steps. We'll get to other fears later.

I'm pretty sure if you are reading this blog, you are privy to its purpose. I quit my job. I've given up my apartment. I'm packing my car and I'm hitting the road on the 16th of August. I plan on doing a road trip until I a)run out of money; b)get sick of it; c)find a city where I want to settle down; d)have car troubles and become too lazy to fix them to keep going. When I tell people about this decision, I'm asked the question: Why? and the best answer for me is "Why not?" Isn't that always the best answer? Perhaps I'll get into more detailed reasons later.

Alright, there is my first post. It may be the last post -- we'll see. I'm also concerned that if there is a way to edit previously posted entries then I will obsessively edit what I've already written until I've whittled it down to one non-descriptive sentence.

And I am aware that blogs are vehicles to be shamelessly self-centered and to assume that people want to know mundane details of your life and your goings-on. I accept the terms that I am indulging in such an activity. Just be warned.