I love driving on Vermont highways at night; they are always almost empty. It is exiting to cruise up and down the dark corridors, my head lights lighting up the road in front, the glowing reflectors and traffic sign creating fluorescent markers ahead. I feel like i am piloting a space shape, not lot would ever really know what that is like, but it is amusing to imagine what it would be like.
At the end of my intergalactic journey, I arrived at friend's house where I hadn't been in a while. It was one of those things where I hadn't been. The house was a place where I used to go, now it is a place where I have a history of going there.
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