What’s in a plan?

I’m not sure what terrifies me more. Hitting the road with really no plan in hand, or staying here, stuck in a rut, watching time slip away from me. The obvious answer is the latter, but the former is giving me minor panic attacks too. If you could see the amount of research and the notebook of information I have right now, you’d understand that I like to have some sort of game plan in place. I can fly by the seat of my pants…but only just so far. But truth is, it does frighten me. The thought of not having somewhere to park (though it’s my understanding that rest stops will allow one overnight park if need be). The thought of reserving a spot at a campground that resembles a Rob Zombie movie rather than the pictures on the website. I know this is nothing I can deal with right now and maybe that’s what bothers me the most. I can’t ease the panic because I can’t do anything.

Yes, I understand it’s a control thing.

But this is why I have to plan, to some degree. It eases the panic. Besides, I like seeing things from all sides. You get a better sense of the situation. I don’t want to boondock at a Flying J, if I can help it.

But if they have pancakes….