There is something that comforts me being on the road. I think I love anything that evokes the feeling of flying ( except flying!) . Moving through space, wind pushing against you or the machine. It puts me in my body - especially skiing. I even wrote my college essay application on skiing but that's for another post.
I drove the longest solo haul of my life yesterday- 11 hours from Utah through Nevada stopping in Winnemuka and Reno then on to Berkeley, CA.
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