The epic road trip took us from Louisville, KY to Nashville, TN and back. My gastric bypass disagreed with lunch and I puked on the side of the highway, route 65 North, somewhere in Kentucky.
I had also hoped to mix three songs but I am exhausted and only managed two. I’m going to bed now even though it’s still laughably early. I’m so old it’s like a joke, man.
Your piece is wonderfully candid, vivid, and disarmingly human. The way you recount your journey from Louisville to Nashville and back captures not just the movement of travel, but the raw, unfiltered reality that often comes with it. The moment on the roadside somewhere in Kentucky is described with such honesty that it becomes oddly relatable rather than unpleasant—it’s a reminder that real adventures include imperfect, messy moments too.
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