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November 17, 2001
I’ve always enjoyed driving. Done it cross-country five times. Made road trips around the eastern half, watching baseball games at every major city. Don’t even mind commuting, it’s time away from everyone and everything. Just me, the radio and my crazy mind.

So what was I doing driving to the airport on a Saturday night?

That’s the only place where there’s a 24-hour post office. I needed to get some invitations in the mail-- immediately. All the way I listened to “This American Life”. Something about a haunted mansion in Freedom, New Hampshire. Made me nostalgic: rural east coast living.