Joshua Heston

The sun sets. The sun rises. The moon waxes. The moon wanes. The world just stops. And yet just keeps spinning feverishly.

And in time, America became the realm of fast muscle cars and sunsets that never end and cowboys who never grow old.

The worn-out hay wagon creaked beneath the weight of too many bales as the tractor pulled over one-too-many ruts in the field.