Lucky looks free as he stands outstretched beneath the water, and it hits me that I can’t compete with that. I can drag Lucky all over Nebraska or even further, show him the wonders in his own backyard. But whatever this feeling is he’s chasing, it’s bigger than me, bigger than this place, bigger than anything I know. What I have to offer won’t ever be enough for my free-spirited friend. The realization hurts more than it reasonably should.
