It was good. Big sleep with Marilyn watching over me. Not my kind of girl, so no trouble dozing off last night.
On the road. South and west today. Chinese-western breakfast not sitting well. Talking to me about bad coffee and white toast. Not coffee. Hot brown water in cup. You could drive through these places with an espresso machine and change the Prairie world. I wish somebody would!
OK, I know it's not flat. I didn't say it was, did I? It's high prairie. Rolling hills and valley formations, big sky. Space for a Lincoln to zoom by in a cloud of dust. Room to think.
