“You need a personal Sanitorium,” my friend says with a smirk and a small clink of our beer glasses. He is implying something he doesn’t truly understand. He thinks I’m insane for my Zen of driving. My friend doesn’t get my love for the long hours involved with travel. He only heard that I was …
Where Two Worlds Collide
Where Two Worlds Collide Where two worlds collide is the most fertile on earth. It is where the ocean crashes land; the mountains meet valleys; the rivers empty into the ocean tides; the forest stops and the meadow begins; the high altitude of the timberline where trees stop growing; and, where mountain water cascades into the …