May
12
speed limit
There are so many beautiful things to think about when I’m riding the car and bus from Greenwood to Chicago.
Field after field after field. The fields were being plowed and the plows broke up the dirt and made it a rich, black color.
I saw two does along 65.
I saw the flames from a refinery through the trees.
I saw the weird way the street lights got bent and reflected onto the windows of the bus.
I get to think about a lot of beautiful things going the speed limit.
My headphones are usually on and that helps things move.
