Renegades need rest, too

Hey, I'm sitting in a cabin in Wyoming, overlooking a green pasture with horses grazing. To the east, a deer and three fawns are nestled in the field. I'm resting my brain. I'm filling it up. I'm on a roadtrip to hit the reset button. It's nothing fancy. In fact, I'm going to sleep in my sleeping bag on top of this cabin bed tonight because this isn't the cleanest place I've ever stayed. But we're not here for clean. We're here for the unknown. The unknown, we are finding, is pretty great. As...