Happiness. It's relative.
I thought today that I should drive across the country in our truck. By myself. I thought about it for a lot of miles driving from Milwaukee to Dayton, sitting up nice and high, looking down into people’s cars, being all tall and powerful… Continue Reading “Truck Baby”
Riding in our truck on the freeway, I am wishing I was riding in our truck on the freeway. It occurs to me that often the wish for the next time crowds out the time I’m in. Anticipation and yearning are reflexes honed by… Continue Reading “Always Getting Ahead of Myself”
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