tuesday:
outdrove the tornado warnings surrounding Springfield, MO. For several hours plowed through forty mile an hour winds and the kind of rain that drops inches in a few hours. My hands are sore today from gripping the wheel. Accidents all over the road, nothing visible. I didn't think about being alone, not then. I thought about driving west and south where the drought might bring us a dust storm instead.
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Springfield: Joplin: Tulsa: at exactly 1:39 pm the clouds opened up and the sun shone down on Romulus and me. Before the clouds cleared completely, one grinned at us. Big torn eyes and a big torn mouth. Then it dissolved into a big blank sky.
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Road trip food is brilliant orange and green. Cheetos and Diet Mountain Dew.
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That white car tailing your ass because you don't move fast enough at 85, the one passing you on the right before you can do 90 or move over?
That's a cop.
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Tulsa: Oklahoma City: Texahoma: Oklahoma slipped into Texas unannounced, but somwhere before the border, I bought a baseball cap that says "Native Pride" and has the entire state of Texas embroidered on the front of it in red white and blue and many many feathers. I bought it because I was driving into the sun and my blinder was useless, but I'm beginning to like it.
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Those giant windmills are eerie. Anybody know what they are, really?
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Other sights from the road: the Largest Precious Moments Gift Shop in the World, the Largest Cross in the Western Hemisphere, and Twilight Church whose yard served both the human dead and the bovine feeding.
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Amarillo: New Mexico: and now we are in Aztlan.
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Bird and sun this morning. I am whole again.
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