Why we live in Nebraska
Just a story I thought about today I thought I would share. Perhaps it is about how media affects us. Perhaps it is how threads weave through our lives, bringing together a rich tapestry we cannot fully see. Perhaps it is about how places can adopt meaning and symbolism without ever having been to them.

But way back in 1982, Bruce Springsteen released an album which had a profound effect on my husband. Something about the music. Something about the cover. Something about Nebraska captivated my husband. And as long as I have known him, he has wanted to just drive through Nebraska. Straight down this highway into that great expanse of nothing which seems to stretch on forever:

And here we are. And the road he takes on his 120 mile trek to work looks a bit like that. All roads outside the metropolitan area do until you hit the sandhills.