Like that nice man who politely steps to the side as you walk into the gas station store, smiling under his sunglasses and nodding as you pass.
Like that view from the mountains near Jacob Lake (misty green carpet nestled under red-rock plateaus) reminding you of that scene in Cars where Lightning and Sally overlook lovely and empty Route 66.
Like having just enough cash--within cents--to fund your lunch so you don't have to use your card.
Like the pretty periwinkles and the sunflowers that dust the roadside.
Like being relieved when the signs proclaim "Phoenix 36" much sooner than you expected them to.
Like two funny little brothers and one awesome dad who spent ten hours driving to Utah a few days ago, just to turn around and drive you back.
I should spend more ten-hourses noticing the good things.
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