A few years ago I took off in my truck and drove around North America
for eight months. As I went, I kept an electronic journal which I'd
email to my friends any time I could find a free phone jack. Below
are some excerpts from those journals.
A month into the trip, my writing has finally improved enough to be included in this
archive. This excerpt describes my first mood swings in the damp Northeastern Fall.
Those mood swings stay with me throughout the trip, and eventually prove to be
my undoing.
A series of vignettes in the Big Apple. This is probably the first time I thought
of this activity as Writing, with a capital W. Certainly the best section of the
whole journal. I'm not saying it's any good, but Ann Arbor liked it enough to read it on her
Unbedtime Stories show on KFJC.
Mania to depression, the stress of being without company for so long finally
reaches a head in my stoicism in the face of wonder, and I head home, insane.
![[The Truck]](../../Art/Photos/NSH.jpg)
