Trip Report | Day 2: Henderson, Nebraska
“It sounds like a cliche,” Dave noted. “We’re in a campground in the middle of Nebraska, but we are literally surrounded by cornfields.”
“It sounds like a cliche,” Dave noted. “We’re in a campground in the middle of Nebraska, but we are literally surrounded by cornfields.”
He was tired of carrying her weight. Her financial choices and responsibilities. Her alcoholism. And he knew she was tired of his drug abuse and laziness and porn addiction. And Train played. And the guy kept talking. “Thing is, man… if it weren’t for divorce, I’d have student loans.”