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He who returns from a journey is not the same as he who left.
-Proverb
Space, Not The Final Frontier
Everyone makes fun of states where you have stretches where you drive through......."nothing." I absolutely LOVE western Nebraska and eastern Wyoming. I always have. Heading east from IL, you have the rolling hills of Iowa, and then the corn and wheat fields of Nebraska. And then things start to change. You have rolling fields. Endless coal trains in the distance. Plateaus. The land starts to change as you do this slow steady climb. If it wasn't for your gas mileage, you might not even realize that you are indeed ever so slowly increasing in elevation. Would I love it as much without the knowledge of the breathtaking beauty of the mountains that are just beyond the horizon? You can look out and almost imagine the wagon trains heading this same path. Because nothing has changed. Take out the telephone poles and wires, the oil wells, and occasional cell towers, and you'd see what the pioneers saw. Space. Lots of space.
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