roads are awesome. i have a serious thing for roads. From paved, smooth roads with freshly pressed asphalt to rough and tumble old back-roads (barring any potential cannibalistic inbreed Texans), they just make me feel happy. i know, i know. it’s cliche. this is one cliche i just can’t avoid i guess: roads are symbolic of a journey. whether they are winding, hilly, or straight on to the horizon, the symbolism is hard to get out of my head. one day i will find a road with all the turns and bumps of my own life and maybe then i will feel satisfied. til then, i guess i will just keep taking pictures of nearly every road i cross, and continue wallowing in my own cliched nostalgia.

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