Rolling fields of NebraskaWhen a visual of the summer's run flits through my mind, it's usually of the horizon. Pointing yourself in an easterly direction for eight weeks on the open road through the middle of America, really opens you up - in both mind and spirit. I believe this has a lot to do with the phenomenon of spending hours upon hours gazing at the horizon...no closed doors, walls, or roofs to be found.
Coming back to a life that involves a fair amount of indoor time has been an adjustment. However, I noticed today, as I pedaled my bike to my volunteer job just at sunrise, that a grin spread across my face...as my view filled, once again, with the eastern horizon. Getting a daily dose of open is a good thing.
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