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I drove across the country. I've seen landmarks and monuments laid out before me in every passing state. I've seen the Arapaho National Forest with the Colorado River running between its canyons. I've seen the arches of Utah, and the dinosaur tracks left behind in the Red Cliffs. I have traveled over three thousand miles from east to west, and I have not seen it all. It is often forgotten how truly massive this country is. It seems so small from the comfort of our little lives in separate states. It is far from small. It is an enormous chunk of land. It stretches for days on end, and every part of it is breathtakingly beautiful. This country has left its mark on my heart. I will never forget this experience. I will never forget what this road has taught me. I may be going home, but I am not returning the same as I was. I have seen too much. I have seen more than I ever could have in my tiny New York town. This trip has ignited a fire within my soul. I will see what the rest of this world has to offer. I will chase the setting sun, and move until the stars fall behind me. I may be going home, but the flame within my soul will light my way to my next adventure. I've tasted freedom, I'm never going back.
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Mar 30, 2017
Mar 30, 2017 at 4:58 PM UTC
Freedom
I drove across the country. I've seen landmarks and monuments laid out before me in every passing state. I've seen the Arapaho National Forest with the Colorado River running between its canyons. I've seen the arches of Utah, and the dinosaur tracks left behind in the Red Cliffs. I have traveled over three thousand miles from east to west, and I have not seen it all. It is often forgotten how truly massive this country is. It seems so small from the comfort of our little lives in separate states. It is far from small. It is an enormous chunk of land. It stretches for days on end, and every part of it is breathtakingly beautiful. This country has left its mark on my heart. I will never forget this experience. I will never forget what this road has taught me. I may be going home, but I am not returning the same as I was. I have seen too much. I have seen more than I ever could have in my tiny New York town. This trip has ignited a fire within my soul. I will see what the rest of this world has to offer. I will chase the setting sun, and move until the stars fall behind me. I may be going home, but the flame within my soul will light my way to my next adventure. I've tasted freedom, I'm never going back.
haeneh
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Mar 30, 2017
Mar 30, 2017 at 4:58 PM UTC
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