Trapped.

[icebluenothing]

So I went driving, like I said I would. I drove out to the end of a familiar
stretch of road and just kept on driving, going out into the Great Unknown
beyond it.

It turns out there's just more road. It's hard to feel like Magellan when what you find is Fred Meyer stores and Azteca restaurants.

I did find myself at one point, though, on Locust Way, and I have to admit I find myself approving of roads that are named after Biblical plagues.