Alex

1 in Indiana.

I got out of the car straxed.

The only thing Toopim is saying is that at least the day was progressing properly, time hadn't stopped, the hours when repeating the sun was still moving across the sky, and it was slowly becoming night.

It was actually a rather beautiful sight to see the sun and the moon,

the sky together the way they were, I stopped to enjoy it momentarily.

I absolutely needed to create happy memories regardless of how hard this day was making it to accomplish my goal.

I rat my brain trying to figure out the way to break the cycle, but I kept coming up short with reluctance.

I took a selfie with the welcome to Kansas sign.

Maybe one day I'd be able to block out all these creepy parts and remember the good parts of this trip thanks to the photos I'd taken.

I took a deep breath after glancing at the all too familiar surroundings and walked inside only to find the all too familiar aid behind the counter.

Hello, welcome to our beautiful home state.

She said, Kansas.

I said, home away from home, where are you headed?

She asked, here.

I said, I started laughing, that nervous kind of laugh you get when you don't have a handle on things that struck me as funny, but I was also horrified, where are you headed from?

She inquired, Ohio.

I said, I waited with bated breath, oh, this is but a bit to go still.

She said, a pulley.

Her response did not fit this time.

She shifted nervously in her stance and glanced back and forth.