On the way to western Washington State to see a man named Duke, I stop along the side of the road for the night. My eyes start to close before I know it and everywhere I turn, I see her face and that bright red hair on everyone from man to woman. This is just so unsettling that I must finish this very soon. If I don't, I probably will go insane. That is if I haven't already.

After a few short hours of shut eye, I feel rested enough to continue my journey to Sequim in Washington State. ...