Some nights, I stay up cashing in my bad luck. Some nights, I call it a draw.

I miss that song.
And the road.
And summer.
And my grandma and my mom and my dog and Travis.
I think being is Muncie is harder than usual for the following reasons:  1.  My time here is immediately followed by my trip to India instead of going home.  2.  Most familiar faces have disappeared with degrees.  3.  For some reason, I'm hungry all the time.

I miss these places and the way I felt when I was there.

Badlands

Rushmore

Canyon, the grandest in the land.

Buffalo

Cowboy

Yellowstone

Arches