Blogging from a Lyft is very...who was the drunk who has the statue in Mackinac? I have that picture and will update this post with it. That was a Me and Mom trip right around this time of year a couple years ago. Driving Up North where I had never been to sightsee and run the Labor Day Mackinac Bridge Run. Good times: I remember Mom saying she was looking for me in the crowd from her hotel room window. My Mom. This time of year.
It always this time of year, late summer in Michigan. Feels transformative like things are changing but in ways that won't be clear for a while, maybe not until school starts. Or you finish the move. Or start the job. Or get over the breakup. It's always right around this time of year, the time when you look back you'll realize you were holding your breath waiting for What Comes Next.
~ JR