April 20, 2014. Keachi, LA.
I don’t know if I just got too into True Detective or what, but the world felt noticeably weirder and more sinister when I crossed Petty Creek from Haslam, Texas into Logansport, Louisiana.
Immediately, Logansport felt eerie. The roads got shitty and where there had been big open fields and stands of trees lining Texas Route 7, there was now a super dense, impenetrable wall of vegetation alongside Louisiana Route 5. It felt like Louisiana was trying to hide something creepy just out of view. I was uncomfortable.
I’m totally gonna go back and explore some more when I can.