I hope the 8-hour drive is uneventful. I’ll be listening to the last 8 or 9 CDs of Pillars of the Earth as I drive. That 36-CD set was the biggest recorded book I could find in the library. Or rather, it was the biggest one I hadn’t read yet.
There is something so anonymous about Interstate rest stops. The constant round of unnamed people using the restrooms, eating, stretching, and diving back into their cars, all of which look so similar.
EllieBug stands out like a clown at a funeral. People laugh and point and give me a thumbs-up as I drive. I’m happy to brighten their day a bit.
Please wish me a safe trip home today.
BEEattitude for Day #502:
Blessed are those who fly carefully, for they shall return to the hive in safety and be welcomed joyfully.