minnesota

We high fived as we crossed to border, rolled down the windows and yelled into the passing air, breathing in its freshness. Driving through the countryside looking at the sky over the greens of the August corn and soybeans, it felt like home. The sun seemed to be streaming down through the clouds just for us, beams shooting out like welcoming arms. We rolled into town, pumping our fists through the open sunroof to the beat of our favorite Flaming Lips song about two scientists racing side by side for the good of all mankind. Really, we are two scientists. Two months ago we left this place in separate directions with nothing but curiosity and determination. Yesterday we returned together with new perspectives and a mabe a new definition of "home".
This is not the end, faithful blog readers, the journey is far from over.