Last week, being spring break and all, meant a trip to Knoxville. I was greeted by blowing snow flurries and sub-freezing wind chills when I arrived, so it was literally a break from spring. For some reason, I’m always apprehensive before taking trips to Knoxville. Like I try to talk myself out of it, or rationalize that it’s not a good time to go. But then, once I’m there, I’m glad I came and don’t have any regrets. Actually, I should probably just remind myself I haven’t ever really taken a road trip I’ve come to regret.
I’m probably just weird like this, but a solo 10 hour car drive is a very therapeutic activity for me. I can even do large chunks of it in silence (usually the first hour at least). It’s almost always a good processing time, as well as an opportunity for extended reflection. In short, it’s not just the visit to Knoxville to see my parents that’s good for the soul, it’s the journey to and from there as well.
Now, I had a great idea for a blog post on the way back Friday. Unfortunately, I didn’t make immediate note of it, and now I can’t remember what it was (it’s not what you’re reading obviously). I was tentatively hoping that as I started typing this out it would come to me, but so far, no such luck. Road trips are very cathartic, but perhaps this drive was a bit too cathartic and the good ideas I had escaped as well.
It is possible that on my next road trip (which is hopefully sooner rather later) maybe that phantom blog post will come back to me. I’ll keep searching the corners of my mind to find it, but in the meantime, enjoy this picture of the approach to downtown Knoxville (taken from my friends Matt and Steven’s office for Action Bracelet where I was able to get lots of grading and book reviews done). The billboard, in case you’re curious, is advertising Ole Smoky moonshine, because well, that’s how we roll in Tennessee.