The last three weeks in Lubbock were fun, but incredible uneventful. However, I did move out of my apartment, and I'm currently homeless until August 15th.
I did do quite a bit of soul searching over my hiatus, though. I bought a magazine about writing novels and short stories. I think I could do it! Mom wants me to be like Danielle Steel, but I'd rather tell stories that are timeless. I'm currently reading Jack Kerouac's On the Road. It's very well-written. I like his short, descriptive sentences. I hope I'm inspired like so many others by this book.
I'm no longer in Texas. I'm on a family vacation in the Northwestern United States. I landed in Jackson Hole, Wyoming yesterday, and we drove through Yellowstone. I finally got to see Old Faithful!
Old Faithful a-blowin'
From there, we stayed in West Yellowstone, Montana in a cute little cabin.
Today, we drove eight flippin' hours through the beautiful state of Montana. There was not much going on, and no cell phone service I might add, but the scenery was breathtaking. Mountains, covered in evergreens, grazing cloud-spotted skies. There was a rocky river that peeked in and out of sight of the freeway.
Then, my dad spotted a bear.
We pulled over on the side of the freeway so my dad could take pictures. He's a regular Clark Griswald.
Needless to say, this will be a very interesting eight days.
