Emotion
July 28th, 2011
To see these places, to feel them, to know on a personal level that — my god! — they actually exist; that is something that is irreplaceable, something that cannot be conveyed by words or photos.
Sometimes when I am driving, alone with my thoughts, I find my eyes tearing up with emotion at the beauty of it all. Of the cities. Of the trees. Of the mountains. Of the people.
How lucky I am to have the experience.
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