on the bus ride back to HD our driver is having a hayday!
Honking his horn as he passes those who switch lanes. It's beggining to unnerve me. All along the sides of the highway are cottonwood trees, rice fields, and terraced plantings. It is green as far as the eye can see. The world looks so different outside our yellow curtained windows.
I can see red tiled homes with clay walls and small towns surrounded by brick walls. If only our experience was not limited to the distance of our sight!
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