Searchinā€™ for a Soakinā€™

The headlights of my vehicle dance on the horizon. I crack a window to breathe in the cold sage-scented air. As I bounce along the washboard road, I wonder what it is I enjoy more? Getting completely lost in a maze of backroads? Or finding what Iā€™m looking for ā€“ that bubbling pot of liquid nirvana at the end of a dusty road.

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