So after burning through nearly $5,000, we are back in Salt Lake City, and haven’t even managed to get the vehicle or half of our things back with us (those are now in storage in Calgary). We have spent the past two weeks trying to deal with cold and auto parts and roads and border crossings and progressively more northerly mechanics. The job is essentially lost, as is a great deal more.
It’s beyond deflating or frustrating. It is completely, immeasurably disappointing.
Everything was ready. Every loose end was taken care of. Everything broke. Nothing remains but loose ends.
There’s not much more to say at the moment. It’s a thing that happened. It’s not at all clear what happens now. We are tense with each other as well, having both lost so much personally and having little to show for it.
It’s a low moment. A low, low moment.
Northern Exposure season four comes out on March 28th. That makes my year, if nothing else.
I don’t quite know what to do with life. It’s here, yes, but…