This weekend was my cousin Meg's wedding. It was in Carbondale, about 4 1/2 hours from home. So, I geared myself up for a road trip. I enjoy driving and don't mind road trips. But, I'll admit, I prefer to have company. Around hour 3, I got pretty bored. So I cranked up some tunes for a little while before resuming my book on tape. I've found I don't mind a good book on tape for a long trip. Although my mind wanders enough that I tend to grab books that I have read before. This trip, I listened to The Negotiator. A book I've read a good 15 times before. To pass the time, I also took pictures for documentation. Not the ideal, taking pictures while you are driving, but when you're by yourself, who else is going to take them? :)
I have lived in Georgia, Texas, and Illinois. Very different landscapes in these three states. I often say that Illinois is my third choice of the three. But today I was reminded of why I love Illinois. I enjoy visiting mountains and oceans. But I would feel very claustrophobic in the mountains full time and simply wouldn't want to live by the ocean (I don't have a reason, really, but I know it is not something I would want). But the vastness of Texas and Illinois, while different, stir something within me. I love being able to see forever. It just makes me feel peaceful. And balanced. That probably doesn't make sense to anyone else, but it does to me.
While I was driving to the wedding, I marvelled at that open country. Some views literally brought tears to my eyes (maybe I was just gearing up for the sentimentality of a wedding) and definitely put a big grin on my face. And made me feel peace. Sorry...I got lost in the thought again. You'll just have to take my word for it.
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