badlands

We were gobbling up miles like ephedrine tablets. When the sun came up we found ourselves in the Badlands, foggy and green. To the north a flock of sheep stood motionless, like a cemetery right there in the middle of nothing.

We stopped for breakfast. I don't remember anything about the waiter except that he would look at me and then he would blink and when his eyes came open again they'd be looking at Eric. Words cannot describe how unsettling it was to watch him do this.

We ate up and drove on.