On the Road
Went for a ride yesterday across the bottom of the old inland sea they now call west Texas. Flat with a horizon that goes on forever. The only problem being that the eyes have a hard time with forever, they want to see things, which means my brain started filling in the blanks and wanted to talk about stuff. Unfortunately, it was old stuff and I have no idea why my brain went there but it did, and we were off rehashing arguments we had with people ten or twelve years ago. I think it has something to do with sensory deprivation.
Anyway, I caught myself just as a lather was starting to form, partly because it’s been a long while since I worked myself into a lather, especially over something from my past and it felt odd and uncomfortable. I called my brother and get myself re-centered. He understood what had happened because he’s driven across the same flat and endless terrain. We had a nice chat, I came back to reality, and he went back to binge watching a TV series he enjoys.
I eventual made it to my destination, Marathon, where I’m going to visit with friends and listen to music for a few days. Oddly enough it’s mostly the same friends I hang with back home, we’ve just moved the party. I guess everyone can use a change of scenery, and it is pretty here, with really dark skies. Of course, I’m still up early but there’s nothing I can do at this point except slip outside and see a west Texas sunrise, take a deep a deep breath of the cool morning air, and be grateful for all my blessings.