A little aftermath

Hans:

so i'm sitting in studio and i should be doing some work, but when you posted that badlands thing on my wall i got to thinking when i looked up the distance to there from here.

every time i think about that trip or look at a map of the united states i get this really weird feeling...i miss that trip so much. i wish we could just do that forever; just take a group of friends and drive around the country and live on our own and never stop exploring and investigating. i want to go back to the badlands and yellowstone and the black hills. i want to be back at big sur and yosemite. i want to hike the grand canyon again.

do you ever get those feelings just randomly? you stumble on something on the internet that reminds you of it? or you look at the pics from it or go back and read a blog? cause i do. all the time, actually. it gives me a little bit of an empty feeling in my stomach knowing that i'm not that free right now. but it makes me happy cause i can be whenever i want, if i really want to.

no matter what happens, we have to take another road trip next summer. all the east coast. we NEED to do it. it just won't be complete without it. we need to finish this journey. we need it. i'm going to figure out where my internship is going to be next summer and i'm going to base all my decisions for it around leaving that last month of the summer open for another trip. i love ya man. i'm so glad that we decided to take that trip - the first leg of an arguably much larger trip. we can talk more tonight or whatever, smoke some hookah and watch the game or whatever, but i miss it. and i need it again. need it.

Me
Yeah definitely. As soon as i posted that i started looking at my badlands pics. I effing love that place. I think between there and yellowstone was the epitome of the freedom of the trip. We had literally no plans at either place other than to do whatever looked cool. Like climbing to the highest point we could reach in the badlands haha.

But yeah i basically think about it every day and about how much i want to have that feeling again. It sucks being set into a mundane routine every day where most of my day is planned out for me. I feel like the road is where i belong. Like im from the wrong generation of 9-5 business men, all worried about money instead of living. I wish i was from kerouac's beat generation. All i care about is *living* and experiencing everything that should be experienced. I dont care about a house or a job or setting down roots.

And yeah i feel like the road trip while being a huge thing and incredible, was really just a stepping stone or the first leg to this whole bigger journey that is starting. Now is our time to figure out what we want to do with our lives which was basically what we were doing on the trip. I feel like that freedom is coming in the next couple of years and so far we have just gotten a taste of it. And now im dying for more.


I dont know, but yeah its definitely something we should talk about. Im down for hookah and talking.