Cut from "My road dog, post-baby bod"

This is cut from an essay I'm working on for Fanzine:

When I was five months pregnant, I went on a road trip through northeast Mexico with my husband and became obsessed with the Spanish road signs that we passed. I copied them down in a journal with a plan to turn them into bookmarks with these abstract, Spanish phrases stenciled on. I have, so far, made one. What it says is that my body map is evolving. That there isn’t a specific destination, just this great and frightening journey with no room for a time out. What it says is, “Termina acotamiento.” Shoulder ends.