The first time I travelled through Minnesota on my way to Winnipeg, I realized how much more comfortable I am in urban areas. The further west I drove, the more anxious I became, as traffic thinned out and pick-up trucks outnumbered cars.
I hadn’t know this about myself, but I quickly realized that I had some irrational fears about wide-open spaces and men in pick-up trucks (especially trucks with gun racks). While many people might be afraid to walk through big cities, I was afraid of driving through open farmland.
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