http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Bach6387/The Journeyhourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Bach6387/284583When I had reached my final destination, I couldn't, for the life of me, figure out where I had been or how I had arrived there. I had no memory of potholes--only--long, beautiful highways that seemed endless. I could not recall one single red light or stop sign, or ever slowing down at all, for...