You Don't Know How It Feels

I drove around a lot this summer. It reaffirmed my faith in a lot of things, including this great country we live in. I've said it before; for a while I thought the notion of being "american" was a negative thing. But fuck all that. I love this country. There are amazing people, places, and things that come from the US. Trust me. I am proud to say I have seen a large portion of it. We are far from from perfect, but I think we are on the right track these days. Embrace what you have and where you are from.

Recently, Ryan and I drove to Omaha to see Bon Iver. It was wonderful. On the way home, I stated something like "There sure is a lot of America happening right now."
We were two dudes chewing sunflower seeds in blue jeans, converse all stars, flannel, and white t-shirts, on the tail-end of a roadtrip to see some Rock and Roll. There was a guitar in the backseat. We had just camped our under the stars and eaten at a roadside diner. Tom Petty was on the stereo and we were following a baseball game on Ryan's phone. All while rolling through the hills of Southern Minnesota, snapping photos left and right. It felt great. It's a good time to be alive.