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On the journey, we meet companions for a time, not to be discredited for our temporal exchange but grateful to be graced by the connection
On the journey, we meet companions for a time, not to be discredited for our temporal exchange but grateful to be graced by the connection
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After our discussion, I assumed you had all your bags packed.
Was it a good time?
Good time...rolling green hills...cows...moving roads...coffee...loved it!!
Cows? Did you stop in Kansas?
There are cows in other places than Kansas...quite a few. I had a good friend in college, DJ Merriam (his name was really Donald Jr.), who was from the area and his parents had been dairy farmers until it become economically unviable and a big bad corporate dairy farm bought them out.
Actually, I don't know how many cows there are in Kansas...don't they get blown away by tornadoes?
So now there is this Dorothy-esque image in my mind of mooing cows twirling around in big black tornadoes. (funny)
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