Micah
👤 SpeakerAppearances Over Time
Podcast Appearances
I tripped but never stopped.
When I finally hit the logging road, I almost laughed.
The first familiar thing I'd seen in Io's.
I followed it back to gravel, and there it was, my truck, still waiting.
I climbed in, handshaking, took three tries to get the key in.
When the engine turned, I didn't hesitate.
I drove, didn't check the map, didn't care where.
As long as it was out, eventually, the land flattened, pavement returned.
I made it to a small town and checked into a roadside motel.
I didn't unpack, just lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, flinching in every sound outside.
A car door.
A floorboard creak.
A dripping faucet.
All of it sounded like footsteps.
I never went back.
I never reported it.
What would I even say?
A guy I knew back in college, Jonah, used to talk about the trails up there.
So one Friday in early October, I packed the basics tent, sleeping bag, some meals.
The leaves were turning by then.