I’ve been thinking a lot about milage
Milage on my truck
It’s practically brand new. I worked 3 jobs and bought it by myself.
When I take it to get the tires changed they tell me I have the most miles on a new truck that they’ve seen.
I feel guilty.
I’m running out the warranty. I’m decreasing the value. It’s getting too used too soon.
But, those miles
Those miles let me run alone though the Pueblo Acoma and cried with total abandon in the New Mecio sun.
I’ve been at total mercy of the kindness of strangers.
I’ve been humbled by the mountains.
I’ve drifted in the desert
I’ve woken up to watch the sunrise over the Arizona highway
Fell in and out of love
Been windswept and tumbled and lost and found and on the precipice and twisted between human notions and conceptions
I’ve flourished in Tennessee Mountains and trekked through those rivers
And, I’ve remembered that it ain’t no sin to be glad you’re alive.

So, I’ll keep putting heavy miles on this truck, on myself, my pockets can be shallow and my heart can be full and my photo albums over flowing.

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