I'm moving away from somewhere, as though I had been living up in Washington, and am moving back to Oregon. Two trucks are packed, a huge moving truck and my little truck. I'm driving back in one today, and Steve is coming with the other one tomorrow.

I think if I drive straight through, I can make it in one day. I'd rather do that to avoid staying a night in a hotel. Seems like it will take nine hours.

I'm moving away from Julie, and she's moving somewhere else too. I wonder if I will miss her. I've brought an mp3 player that looks like a huge Microvision electronic game I had as a child. I think I forgot to charge it, so now I have to do without music for the entire trip.