When home no longer feels like home anymore sometimes you just need to get away. So, that’s what I did. Ran away is more like it. Still reeling from my recent divorce, I never could have expected to find healing in a hotel room and new acquaintances with a friendly waitress and the mysterious Thursday trucker. Maybe, just maybe I haven’t reached the end of my road yet.
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