On the road

I spent sixteen hours alone in the car this weekend and brought along some audio books for company. I started with Cormac McCarthy’s The Road. Seemed appropriate. If you haven’t heard Tom Stechschulte read this grand novel while driving, give it a try. Preferably by yourself. And in cold weather. But be forewarned — you’re in for a terrifying ride. I found myself scanning the sides of the highway more than normal, the deer carnage taking on a post-apocalyptic glow in the twilight. I cranked up the heat. I devoured my snacks as if I were the one starving in the woods. And at the end, I nearly had to pull over because tears kept blurring my vision.

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