Saturday, May 15, 2004

I drove in perfect silence all the way back to town this morning. The redwood trees, standing like sentries along the road, did not deign to acknowledge my passing. My car rolled with mechanical precision over the silky new asphalt. The radio mute, it was just me, my empty mind and the mountians.

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