We're on I-70 in Illinois, not too awful far from St. Louis, heading towards Indianapolis. God help me, but I got more comfortable once we crossed over into Illinois. Has a year and a half on a dedicated run permanently damaged my brain?

In other news, Mara and I had another talk today. I put forth some of my issues and feelings, and for once I refused to let her turn it around on me and turn it into a symposium on her wants, needs and concerns. I'm not sure if I got through and managed to explain that I've heard what she's said about her needs and I'm going to do everything I can to make her happy. But at the same time I have wants, needs and concerns of my own. It made me feel better just to get that off of my chest.