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Showing posts with label Jackson MS. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jackson MS. Show all posts

Monday, October 10, 2005

10/10/05: Enough!

Near Jackson, Mississippi

Left Camp Katrina today. Did the 2 am to 4 am security shift last night, then slept until 11. After I woke up, Rick confronted me and asked if I was there to work "or pick up women," obviously referring to my friendship with Carrie and Jessica. It made no sense whatsoever and of course severely pissed me off.*

Without really making a conscious decision, I broke down my site and left. I spoke with Jeff (camp leader), a bit today and explained the situation. He asked me to reconsider, but I didn't... until I got to Jackson. The further I drove, the more uneasy I was about the decision to return to Denver. I stopped at a rest area to call Shalain, then again another 15-20 miles up the road. After sitting for hours, I decided to return to camp and try to make things work. That got me almost to McComb, and then I went back the other way. I feel like an utter failure. I'll eventually look at this and smile, but not today. I’m in a state of confusion; guess I have 1400 miles to figure it out.



*I found out much later that Carrie had divorced her husband and that Rick had left his wife and moved in with her. After learning this, it ALL made MUCH more sense! Who was doing the picking up?!?
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