What goes on inside my mind on a car trip:

Look! Trees! They are pretty! Tree. Tree. TreeTreeTree. I get it. Trees. Horizon – I need an horizon. Music! I can’t stand John Mayer. What’s with that? Need a different song! When’s lunch? Where’s a rest area? Tree? Tree. Waffles are delicious! Ooh – a tunnel. Tree. Tree. TreeTreeTree.

(Sorry, I didn’t mean to frighten you. But it probably DOES explain a few things, doesn’t it?)

inside a tunnel on Highway 199, between Crescent City, California, and Grants Pass, Oregon.

7.31.2012