It is amazing to me that some road trips don’t seem long enough while others seem like they will never end. In the last two weeks I have gone on two weekend trips. The first, the conversation was so engaging and I forced myself to drive slower so that the conversation would not have to come to an end. The second, I drove almost 100 mph the entire way because there were about 3 words spoken per hour and I just wanted the drive to end. So interesting to me.
Me dear friend and I also had a fascinating conversation about religion this week until 3 in the morning and we could have continued on much longer. It was interesting to me. She said that she just doesn’t try to think about religion, but once she had we just sat and speculated. I love my major even though I am not a fan of organized religion for myself.
Peace.
