Friends,
A road trip is like a juicy rotisserie guinea pig. People who try it and don’t enjoy it probably went in thinking they weren’t going to like it. Your brain conspires to fulfill that prophecy cast by your biases and preconceptions. Not me! I find the open road therapeutic. As mile markers melt away, my mind marvels, mixing motion and meaning. My spirit soars across the universe while my body breathes easy, westbound on I-80. Thoughts gently build from a trickle of ideas to a stream of consciousness until they form a roaring river of random associations.
Here's a peek into what I'm talking about. (JP's inner monologue somewhere near Sugarloaf PA).
- Too bad the weather has prevented me from taking a nice road trip photo for the donut blog.
- How about that cloud photo you took last week? Feels like a good road trip shot.
- But wouldn't making folks believe it was taken on this road trip be disingenuous?
- More like poetic liberty...
- Or lying...
- So, what about stock photography... is marketing built on lies?
- Some might agree with that statement, but good marketing isn't...
Well, gotta go.
Happy Friday!
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