On the highway you can enjoy the speed of the car as you head home.
There are some factories and businesses,
but more trees,
and the road has more bends as you get further west.
When I see the exit for Columbia certain calm comes over me.
There is much history in that little town.
Then I see the bridge.
No matter what the weather, you can look to either side and see the river.
Some sunny days are so lovely, you wish you could stop right there in the middle of the bridge and look around, but you can’t.
Once you cross the bridge, you’re almost home.
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