The Pleasures of Being Human by Jeff Leisawitz, illustration by Megan Hills The other day I was cruising down the I5 freeway going from Seattle to Olympia to visit Jetta, an old college friend. It was a day off. I was free from the job, the hassle of life in general, everything. It felt like summer vacation when I was a kid growing up in Pennsylvania. More than anything it felt like I had space— in my mind, in my heart, and on the open road. I was sort of sick of the million songs on my
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