Every morning, it’s there. Sometimes, I see it appear on the horizon, others, it’s front and center of my gaze. But every day, it’s there.
My day job is out near the Kansas Speedway, and on the eighth floor of the building I work in, one of our conference rooms faces it. When I walk to the bathroom, it catches my eye. When I drive home out of the parking lot, it looms in the background.