The only thing I really knew is that I was hurting and needed to go someplace where the pain outside matched the pain I was feeling inside. — Anderson Cooper
Probably not at the same level, but I was hurting. And I needed to do something crazy that would distract me from the pain I was feeling inside and that would soothe the pain.
So, I planned a rather extreme road trip, by myself.
Arlington, VA –> Charleston, SC –> St. Augustine, FL –> Daytona Beach, FL –> New Orleans, LA –> Atlanta, GA –> Washington, DC.
All in seven days.
I ended up driving 2,669 miles in a red Prius (’10, hybrid) and visited four cities—sorry, Atlanta. I stayed in the car for almost 27 hours, both driving and sleeping, not at the same time, on my last days as I had to rush back to my class. I met wonderful people on the road, made lots of fun memories, and even had an unexpected healing moment.
I am probably still hurting inside, but certainly I’m much better now.