so yesterday i woke up at 4:00 AM, nervous as shit and anxious. i couldn't get back to sleep so i decided to get up and take a shower and get on the road. i should not neglect to mention that i was already 395 miles away from my home, staying over at a friend's house in northern kentucky (just south of Cincinnati), marking about 1/3rd of the journey to my eventual stop in florida.
long story short, i got into downtown atlanta and had a panic attack in the middle of the i-75 south freeway and had to pull over and call an ambulence. i had to dial on 911 with my pinky because my hands were paralyzed
and i was by myself
so i got to see the inside of Grady hospital and got to visit a tow lot. :D