things I don't want to forget

• The kindness of truckers, whose vehicles are too big and cumbersome to permit crappy driving

• Broken bits of concrete gushing water from the rain. Piles of dirt and road construction gravel melting into the mud

• The chaos of trying to find a place to stay (with parking) in an unfamiliar city, in the dark, and in the pouring rain

• Baby goats tearing down the vertical hillsides in a mad rush to cross the road. One little straggler cries as he’s left behind

• Toddlers playing in the highway, with no parents watching them

• A gigantic splash of white paint covers an entire lane of highway, including half of one tree

• A cow, running for her freedom or her life, down the concrete highway, 12’ leash trailing behind her in the breeze

Details of life glinting in the periphery, that happen too fast to be caught on camera. Yet they remain stamped in rainbow faded perma-vision, glimmering and distorted, meaning nothing and everything at the same time.