2005-03-24 - 11:24 AM

On the way back from spring break, in the car, on the last stretch of road between Pheonix and Tucson.
I was watching signposts fly by outside of my window, counting the reflector dots in the middle of the road, mentally doing the math, trying to figure out how many of those dots I'd passed on the I-10 since I started college. How many trips x how many miles x how many dots per mile. Curious.
Nikki was in the back next to me, her chin resting contemplatively on the back seat, staring out the rear window.
"Sometimes..." She said softly, confidently, musingly, breaking what would have been the silence in the car, if not for an overheated CD player vehemently trying to blip in a tune or two...
"Sometimes, I like to watch where we've been, instead of where we're going."
-Alex

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