6:33a CST – Good morning! – from El Dorado, Kansas
(Kansas)
Not used to giant thunderstorms to go with my gargantuan cup of morning coffee. My black, lighting apocalypses are usually afternoon tea affairs. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t afraid of a potential Oz-esque tornado to interrupt or follow this cup.
8:04a CST – The thought that I am very alive hits me with butterflies and stirring prairie grasses in my gut.
(Missouri)
9:04a CST – Independence, Missouri, the start of the Oregon Trail. It is good that I am heading east, otherwise I’d be in for killing bears, fording the river, and losing my son Tommy to cholera or yellow fever, and I don’t have time to write a proper epitaph before study hall is over and the lunch bell rings.
9:08a CST – Humidity, I wish I hardly knew thee. 93° already.
(Illinois)
1:15p CST – It is a very satisfying life experience to be busting down the highway, leaving St. Louis with a full tank of gas and crusty blues-rock playing, and spitting sweet Rainier cherry pits out the wide open window.
1:57p CST – Felt hot. Glanced at thermometer. 103°.
2:46p CST – Illinois is the place for birds of prey . . . Four hawks in an hour.
(Indiana)
(Kentucky)
6:22p EST – Stopped outside Louisville for gas and a restroom in the midst of the Rapture – lightning every second, cracks of thunder followed by dreaded deep and angry rumblings so heavy that the car beat and throbbed to its bass while still in motion.
(Ohio)
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End of day in Cincinatti – with sushi and Suza and Adam – where we saw an owl perched on telephone wires, and then he flew off to hunt at the beginning of his day.
Be well.
– SAWK
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