On the road

Driving back to Ohio to bury my Grandfather... tis a strange feeling. I am left unsure of how I feel. I know that I haven't let much get to be and I've become numb in many ways. I feel like I've been an empty shell-- but I also feel relieved. Is that wrong? I love roadtrips, thus the title of the blog. I like to imagine that I'm always on an adventure. There was a time in my life when I didn't go a year without being on plane some where, or in a car heading somewhere. I love that about my life and it is actually one thing that I loved about being a military brat. I got to see a lot, meet some great people, make the best friends and in the end, took all my experiences with me. This year, my roadtrips are going to consist of mainly driving back and forth between home and Denver for classes- that should be interesting, but I get to stay with my Grandmother, so I'm looking forward to that. I'm trying to find the feelings that I feel like I should be having, the emotions I should be displaying, but I don't know that I will in the coming week, much less the coming month. I've become so numb and so blaize about my feelings that I'm wondering if I will ever be able to feel again. *sighs* I'm finally going to try and get some sleep on this funky pull our chair bed thing.