One More Indication

Here in West Texas I often see work horses in trailers.  They are saddled up, ready to start their day and patiently wait for their riders to finish their biscuits and gravy in the local diner. Sometimes I'll pass these horse trailers on US277 and one thought always comes to my mind.  I wonder what is going through their minds as they zip down the road at 70 miles an hour.  Are they bewildered by the fact that they are going so fast, yet their legs are not moving?

Why, you ask, am I posting this topic.  Well, because we among cotton fields and cattle ranches, when I need to go to the store I have to travel a minimum of 10 miles and 35 miles if I want to go into a "big city."  I mind tends to wonder as I go from point A to B and since moving to Texas I noticed I tend to ponder things weird things, such as what the work horse is thinking; why one cotton field looks fluffier than another; whether a field is irrigated or not; will I be eating that cow some day; and so on and so on.  I guess this new random thoughts are another indication that I am becoming a Texan.