As I headed up the highway, cars and people were as few and far between as the trees. A feeling crept over me, something like loneliness; not a bad feeling, but an awareness of being alone in an immense, quiet space. I’d felt similar sensations before because I’d been by myself in other wide open spaces, but this was different. Different as the Great Plains are from anywhere else. Just being on this limitless land felt like a privilege.
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