Ugliest Town I've Ever Seen

So far, my experiences in Texas can be summed up in two words: 'da fuck?

Maybe it's just because I just spent all day driving and so have been mostly singing and talking to myself and Pikachu (whom I now just call 'achu'), but everything in this state seems to be more than a little bit messed up. I am bewildered by the acres of wind farms right next to the acres of oil refineries, the huge statues by the highway of a suffering Jesus Christ, the deer that ran into my car, the optimism in the travel literature that covers up the crappiness of the places, town names like 'New Deal' and 'Justiceburg,' and the friendly people who smile at you in a way that makes you want to curl up in a ball and cry. That description doesn't make it sound much different from other Midwest interstate towns that I've been too, and maybe it's not. The thing that scares me the most about places like this is that they seem so eerily empty. Even though there are cars on the highway, the hotels are almost full, and there are malls and grocery stores, these towns and the people in these towns seem like they are just waiting to die or get blown away. You can smell it and taste it in the air.

Also, I just got back from a disappointing trip around the city of Abilene. I was looking for three things (and I would have been happy to find just one of them), but I struck out. First, I was looking for a car wash. My poor civic is all beat up and filthy too, but I guess I will have to take care of her another day. I was also looking for the reason why Abilene is the prettiest town that one guy's ever seen, but I am afraid that he must have been talking about a different Abilene. I took a couple of pictures of my dirty car and the dirty city, but I can't find my camera cord right now so I will have to post them later. I was also looking for a decent looking place to find some food and someone to talk to, but all the places and all of the people here scare me so I ordered a pizza to my hotel room instead.

In spite of all of those things, the road trip has actually been a pretty good time for me. It's been nice to have some time to relax and be a goofball by myself in my car. I think I left most of the small voices and the stress somewhere in Southern Colorado, and now I am happy and calm. Even though I have enjoyed the time by myself, I think that two days is more than enough of that for me, and I am starting to ache for someone to talk to. I am bored and starting to get lonely. Tomorrow afternoon I will be in San Antonio and hopefully the people will be a little less like white-trash zombies.