I’ve traveled more than 1500 miles, here to Rapid City. After a tearful goodbye my mom boarded her flight back to Santa Maria, and I returned to my car to begin my new life in South Dakota.
I climbed in, inserted the key, turned it and – nothing. I tried again but It still would not start; my battery was dead.
After a jump start from a tow truck and a new battery from Sears I got back in my car to drive to the hotel when I noticed something: The clock was blank, and all my radio presets had been erased. If you’ve ever had your car’s battery die you’ve probably experienced this yourself, disconnecting the power to the radio blanks out it’s memory. None of this really mattered though, as all the radio stations were different here anyway, and since Rapid city is on Mountain Time I would have to reset the clock as well.
It dawned on me that coming here was the same as blanking out the presets on my radio. I still had the same car with all it’s dents and imperfections; but part of my life had been reset and left blank and it was up to me to fill it back in.
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