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The road unfolds before me but I barely see it. After days of trudging through the desert, this morning finds my mind full of words. I am awash in a flood of ideas. My fingers clutch the steering wheel more tightly as the feathers of a mythical phoenix flutter down before the lens my imagination.
I think of the city in Arizona. I shake my head to clear it. Flames rise up and turn my soaring symbol to ashes. I think of Ash Wednesday and of rising again. My phoenix rises from the ashes and soars into the heavens. Quickly, I am thrown back to earth. I think of all the problems plaguing so many people, so many of those close to me. I think of the problems that plague myself. A desperate prayer escapes me.