Road trips. Exploration. Windmills. One may wonder why those three words earn the honor of being placed in a lowly blog. One reason: mystery. Yes, ladies and gents, I am intrigued by the unknown. Road trips mean traveling to new places, exploring what was once just a dream. If you're lucky, you may just stumble upon a giant beast of power swinging its giant arms around and around, slicing through the air moment after moment. Why are these random structures so interesting to me? Probably the same reason why some individuals enjoy the crashing of waves, or view from the peak. It forces you to stop. It forces you to be in awe of something much greater than yourself. It forces you to remember that you are but a mere human, incapable and mostly unaware of the vast greatness of the endless universe.
Road trips bring us to the exploration of windmills, because we all need to reminded of our smallness.
-A Perspective
