texas highways

i've been up since 6:00 working with either a scrub brush, toothbrush or broom in hand. the student houses get inspected every week and if we don't pass we're required to clean the house for 8 hours on our freeday. it's not supposed to be a "fun" day, so the girls have all been pretty quiet...which allows me a few moments to slip into my own world.
for some odd reason every time i space my mind has conjured up images of the small towns, hay bales, dairy queens, and gas stations off highway 6 between Waco and College Station or I59 headed towards Conroe. these are the roads i drove the most during college - headed towards church in The Woodlands or home to Dallas...also where i got every one of my speeding tickets. why my mind is taking me to these roads, i don't know; i usually space about white walls or swimming pools full of fettucine alfredo. i live on a tropical mountainside with a view of a lush valley and quaint town, yet all day i've been homesick for the flat, bare, brown terrain of texas. maybe i should head towards haiti this weekend....