The sun is about to make its appearance now. It's 5:42am here. When dawn first came, the entire horizon was aglow in a line of reds. Now, just the area directly around the sun is this way and is slowly changing to yellows, as the sun gets ready to peak up over the horizon. The reds ever so mellow spread out further to the sides again.
As the orange yolk of the sun greets us here and reveals itself as the ever larger and brighter golden ball of light and warmth that it is, I once again feel the infinite universe moving its energy through me.
A flying insect lands on my driver side window, its back to the sun. The steady hum of the rigs goes on as it has all night here while drivers keep warm and safe.
The sun is just now fully up over the horizon, and too bright now for me to gaze directly upon it. Shadows begin to shift and move across my line of sight.
After a very uncomfortable night physically (after all, my Mustang convertible isn't exactly designed to be as roomy or comfortable as the sleeper on an 18-wheeler, now, is it?), I go for a short walk. Someone sleeps in a sleeping bag beneath a tree. Occasionally, a new car comes in for a stop.
A huge dog (they're all puppies to me, even 90lb huskies that are eight years old!) comes bounding up to me and jumps up with its front paws on my upper arm then runs off again, barking briefly in excitement.
Signs at the rest room shelter point out facts and figures. I note that I'm at the eastbound Sidney Nebraska Rest Stop, six miles west of Sidney. Omaha is 403 miles east, and New York City 1,640. I'll be there in three days time at this pace.
I drove a total 713 miles yesterday. This morning, at some time around 1am, a van with Colorado plates pulled up. A young boy of maybe 10 or 12 got out of the passenger side and loaded the USA Today bin with new papers. When he was done, he turned and looked at me for a bit, smiled, and waved to me before returning to the van.