Strewn along the freeway median are discarded bits of clothing, mostly hats that blew off or solo shoes. How they find themselves along the freeway is a mystery. They are almost always old and tattered.
Read MoreI imagine a busload of tourists driving through a beautiful national forest. The forest is rich and beautiful.
Read MoreWhen moments of life push you to your wits' end, you start to feel panic or worry surfacing. I am learning not to do this.
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