There were many things I thought about on the way across the United States. But when I finally visited familiar places and met with old and trusted friends, I realized the only thing I could remember between Kansas and Pennsylvania was the KOA in Indiana, and breakfast at the gas station/diner in Columbus. Otherwise, I forgot completely about Ohio. It is a peculiar feeling knowing I actually drove, in daylight, hundreds of miles across two states, but only retained scarce memories. It is a good thing the woods welcomed us, as we were free to run and sink our feet into cool autumn waters, and think only about the joy of being together and being alive.