“Same” View from Yorkville - The weather is beconning westward.
Clear skies tonight after the predicted rain rolled in during the morning hours, gave the town a good soaking, and rolled right back out.
If all goes as planned, this will be the last night in Yorkville. It’s been good to get some rest, but I’m ready to get back out on the road and making progress.
I’m not really sure where this journey will end. Perhaps, we’ll make it to the west coast as hoped, or perhaps we’ll be stopped by the Rockies and the onset of snow in the early spring. It’s hard to tell.
I can tell you that this trip has been a calling of mine for some time, and for whatever reason, I don’t think it’s through with the lessons it has been teaching me so far.
Once again, I was confronted with a random act of kindness today. I walked down to a meeting of a fraternal organization I’ve been associated with for a number of years, and after the meeting adjourned a guy with some pretty fierce sleeve and neck tattoos asked me my story and what I was doing in town. I went through a short version and told him that the adventure continues tomorrow. He asked me where I was staying, and I have no doubt that if I didn’t have arrangements he was going to offer to help me find some.
Instead he offered me a ride back to the motel, and I’m grateful he spared me another mile of walking in the dusk.
We’ll see what tomorrow brings, but the message that I’m getting from the Universe is, “Press on.” “Who knows what lies around the next bend in the road, but it’s your work tomorrow to go find out.”
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