I was on my way to work today and was watching the world around me celebrate the first really nice day in a long time. Cattle were basking in the fields on either side of the road. Everyone seemed to be happy. Then I saw a yak. Yes, a yak in all his long-coated glory. This fellow looked absolutely glum. His head was down and he looked like he was wondering (like I was) how a fine Arctic guy like him ended up in the American mid-west on a very warm spring day.

On my way home it was dark. Suddenly I noticed that I was driving towards mountains. Not mountains like the Rocky Mountains but like a good sized Appalachian peak. The only problem was that unless the geography of the state had been shaken up while I was working no mountain should be ahead of me. This caused a profound feeling of disorientation. Was I lost? Did I get abducted by aliens and put back in the wrong place? I honestly had no clue. The landscape around me looked totally foreign and I couldn’t get my bearings. From road signs I knew I was on the right road but that was the only way I knew. It was actually a pretty cool feeling. Certainly spiced up the drive home. I finally figured out when I looked out the left window that the mountains ahead of me were a huge cloud formation. The base was dark grey clouds blending into the ground and the peak was where the cloud met the lighter grey sky. But it still looked like a mountain so I could keep my feeling of adventure intact.

One Reply to “Driving today”

  1. Enjoyed your comparison of the clouds with mountains in the distance. Now, to listen to some John Denver songs as I long for the high country.

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