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Sunday after church, I took a drive all by myself. I took I84 to I80 West and in to Park City. The drive there and back was exquisite. The colors are so bold. There are reds and golds. Along the highway are small streams that were glistening with the midday sun reflecting off of the cold water. There were no cars on the road. Just me and a couple of truckers. I had the NFL football game on the radio until all I heard was static. Then it was just me and the sound of the truck driving. It was such a beautiful drive and I was able to think. Just me.