Fallen Eagle

New England (December 26th, 1996)

So, I just woke up, and, while I wait for my coffee to be ready, I'll write about what's going on in Europe. Apparently, Ireland converted to communism last year, and, now they're being invaded by the UK, and they've already captured Letterkenny, Sligo, Dundalk, Drogheda, and the recently started "Siege of Dublin" has started a week ago. Ireland, is, failing miserably. I've heard rumors about the I.R.A. getting involved with that, but I can't find evidence that they are involved. Anyway, as I drink my coffee, I have to leave the motel, because I heard that the rebels in the north have artillery cannons, that can apparently, attack almost all of the loyalist territory. New York City was already hammered by airstrikes, which was, a HUGE deal. After that, the rebels have gained ground, so, it's kind of in either sides favor now, as it used to be in the loyalists favor. The people that own the motel said that after 12:00, I absolutely have to leave, so, more packing for me. After about an hour, all of my stuff was ready, and I took off at 11:45. Albeit, nothing really happened for about, 4 to 5 hours, aside from a drug deal outside a rest stop I stopped at. Should I have wrote that down? Oh whatever. Anyway, as I arrived at the border, it said that was entering the "Republic of Cleveland" which isn't in a civil war, thank God. It was about, 9:40, and I was pretty tired. In a small town about 47 miles from Cleveland, I found another motel, like the one in New England, except, there was only one room left. I opened the door and, it looked horrible, but, for now, it would have to do. I didn't want to sleep on the bed in there because, there was pretty nasty mold on the pillow and blanket, and, I sure didn't want to touch it. So I had to sleep on a bunch of pillows, uncomfortable, but, I eventually fell asleep. Unlike the other motel, I can stay for 3 days at max, instead of one, and I'm not going to write about that, so, yea. And, I'll just stop here, since I have no clue what to write, so, this is me, signing off.