Not much to say about yesterday's drive: mostly flat, lots of corn. It was nice in its own way: meditative, minimalist. Tim announced when we got on the road that it felt like a return to normal. Strange, but he's right--the driving has already become habitual and comforting.
Today we drive across South Dakota, about 5 hours. We'll be on I-90 for the first time since we left Boston. (Had we not had stops at points south, I-90 would have been our route the entire way since it runs directly from Boston to Seattle.) I'm hoping to put a Philip Glass opera on the stereo and achieve a trance state by the repetition of corn and notes.
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