If you remember, in the beginning of March, I took at bus trip to the Berkshires to visit Jenn. The bus trip was like therapy, pushing me to change. It was the open road — the moving landscape, the assortment of characters sitting across from me. Who are they? Why are they taking the bus? What is their story? Are they in transition? Divorced? On the run? Starting a new life in another state? Is everyone in America escaping from someone or running toward something?
But I needed more. I wanted new insights into life. And there is even one journey better than a bus trip to Massachusetts. A bus trip to Maryland.
Bloggers I’ve known for years. Cyborgology conferences. A long-time online friend that I have never met.