Bend, somewhere in the mountainous eastern part of my state. I tend to
enjoy these drives, taking the long, snaky, uncertain path to my
destination. On this road to Sierra Bend, there were many switchbacks,
gravel sections, and bridges. There was traffic. I was low on fuel. I
was lost. And I was so busy driving that I couldn't look at the map or
the fuel gauge or do anything but dodge other cars and obstacles.
Moving was so hard that I didn't have time to know where I was going.
Still day three.
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