The restless spirits

I realized today what it is.

As I told one of the grad students, "We're striking out West! (It's a little pioneer feeling, Manifest Destiny, Oregon Trail, whatever you want to call it...except in a hatch back VW...) I need to be closer to larger, wilder landscapes (skyscrapers, while similarly large and neck-crick inducing, do not serve this purpose)."

It's true. I think if I had had the option to strike out west in a covered wagon or go into the Great North by dog sled, I would have been all over it.