I'm in Fort Myers, FL after a stop off in Orlando this morning. I left ODU at 2 yesterday and drove to Jacksonville; I didn't get there until 1 AM. I was just driving and driving and driving. After a while, Jacksonville became a mythic destination, not like one of the ones you can picture easily like Atlantis or the Hall of Justice, but one that you can't even visualize like, damn, I can't think of one, like Jacksonville, I guess. I feel like Richie in Royal Tenanbaums when he sends Eli that telegraph. I've been out to sea for 18 months and I don't know who I am any more. Plus, I think I'm in love with Margot.