We saw these pronghorns just beside the road a few miles outside of Cimarron a couple of weeks ago. Sometimes I think about the life force that produces living, breathing creatures like this out of oxygen and dirt. They don’t look worried. Why did I wake up at 3:00 a.m.?
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