760 miles later, and I'm in New Mexico.

The motel room is economical in price, but lacking in ambiance and location.

I got in a 5:00PM and have been bored senseless since. I thought the driving was boring, but that pales in comparison to the past three hours.

I’ve resorted to watching T.V., reading trashy chick-lit, and trying to keep myself from calling him.

Maybe I’ll just go to bed early so I can get an early start again tomorrow.