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We're home drinking coffee and the road map is spread out on the floor and we're planning. I'm tracing the course
and she counts the miles, dollars, and gallons. Red lines. Blue
lines. The flow. Destination. Direction. Motion. Motive. It's
like we're solving the greatest crime in the world and we're just
about to figure it all out. Just a few puzzle pieces left to complete
the sky.
Coffee spills from my cup onto US80 and floods the Daniel Boone
National Forest, Kentucky.Coffee spills from my cup onto US8d floods the Daniel Boone National
Forest, Kentucky |