130,780

You may be wondering right now what the number in the title means...
Is it the amount of pastries I consumed in France?
The amount of miles I had to run to counteract all the pastry eating?
Or is it the amount of hours I feel like I spent studying for class this past semester?

Eh, not quite folks. This is the number of miles of my dear car, a lady close to my heart, called Roxxy. I was sleeping somewhere on 95 north when she hit 130,000, which means now I have to drive her and keep her breathing until the next milestone (140K). I am afraid if she gets hit by anything larger than a bicycle though, resecitation will not be possible.

Anyways, I have only been with Rox for the past 23,000 or so. But this whole idea of miles and distance and the journeys we log has really got me thinking. Today, my BFF Leigh returns home from Toulouse where she has been living since late August of last year. I haven't seen her since I visited in October, and the time change does make it harder to stay in touch. Out of my girlfriends (the three L's: Leigh, Liz Ma, Liz Mo) two have been in France and one in San Francisco for the entire year. Yeah, I'm not so much a fan. Despite our best efforts, we are all pretty bad at staying in touch. Although I do give Leigh an A for effort as she used google chat to call me several times... I just have a bad habit of NEVER picking up my cellphone.

It makes me wonder, as the miles between family and friends and myself grow longer and bigger, how will we stay in touch? Sometimes it feels like I spend more time with Roxxy than I do with my besties (although, this may just be because I drove from DC-->ATL and ATL-->BOS last week). I truly believe teleporting will be a necessary invention since I may end up in DC with half my buddies and no family. I would like to just click my heels together three times and end up where I want to go. Instead, Leigh will probably travel for 12+ hours today... ah, but won't it be worth it? Because every time the distance between me and one of my family members or friends grows smaller, it does nothing but make me smile.

xo
Camille