I enjoyed my relaxation weekend. You can tell, because it is noon, and I haven't left yet. Everything is stowed, and cleaned and ready, except to unhook from the land lines. But I linger. I spent most of yesterday photographing or watching t.v. on the Internet. It has been nearly two weeks since I have seen television, and I stared at it like a car accident. Even as I am hitching up, I keep starting new shows, shows I don't need to see, stories I will not miss if and when they are erased from my memories. It is clearly an addictive substance, the way drugs or alcohol are. To be back on the road is to separate myself from it, and I think that's why I linger. Sure, I am going on the Internet regularly (another addiction), but usually my signal is too weak for the video streams. It will be good, and lonely to lose this connection.
On the other hand, last night I watched a show in which a crazy person was trying to kill camp counselors in the woods outside their cabins. I am not in a cabin, but the trailer park looks just like a camp ground, especially at night, as I crossed through the dark to do my laundry. I have not felt scared on this trip until then, and it had nothing to do with real threat. That is what t.v. does, I guess...
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