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January 8, 2010
I finally reached my dadís further up north, not far from Stockton. I left San Diego last night, but had to pull over several times due to drowsiness and periodic hallucinations. The plan was to just rest and head out in the evening, but I wound up spending the night.

I didnít expect to have a steak and hear my dadís story about some bizarre documentary done on the beef and chicken industry.

I have always found my dadís house to be extremely peaceful and easy to dream.

Iíve studied my return journey home on the atlas and McNallyís website.