Low-lying shrubs that I could have seen virtually anywhere else in the state
A lot of open space
A thousand shades of gray
Other annoyed drivers
Most of the least interesting parts of California
White spots that looked like snow but that I suspect were, in fact, blank spaces that God left undone simply because he got bored while designing this part of the world
Tangible despair, dripping from the branches of bare trees like some kind of exotic, toxic moss
A pungent fecal smell that, yes, I could actually see in the form of green-brown clouds rolling across the landscape
Eventually, an oppressive and enveloping darkness that I call The Void
Death himself, beckoning to me from a pomello stand
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