Revelation and anticipation

On the road today, I stopped for lunch in Big Timber, Montana. An interesting name for a town considering the lack of trees. But it was a town with many positive qualities. It got me to thinking about how it would be neat to live in such a small place in the middle of nowhere someday. It wasn't until later back in the car that it hit me: "Duh Bri. Where the hell do you think you're moving?"

Tonight, after 650 miles of driving, I'm in Wall, South Dakota. More importantly, I'm a mere two hours from Mission. Over the past four months, I've only been able to make an educated guess as to what life will be like for me there. I have a bit of nervous excitement this evening, knowing that tomorrow I'll finally arrive. Well, after a quick stop at the Wall Drug first, of course.

P.S. The animals were out in full force again after sunset: more deer in the road with a couple more off to the shoulder, a rabbit, and some sort of varmint whose eyes blazed in my car's headlights.