"It was the kind of thing that brought a blurry mist to my eyes and made the world seem so sweet." (p. 90)
The quote reflects one of the few instances in the reading where Lopez seems very sentimental and reflective, as opposed to her normal cynical attitude towards her surroundings. It is almost as though this event that makes her truly appreciate a valuable belonging is one of the most meaningful encounters on her trip, although she may not readily admit it. She frequently asserts that "heading west" (100) is all she cares about, and is not interested in the scenery or the common stops along the way. Her attitude reminds me of the facebook option that says "Looking For: Whatever I Can Get." She seems unsure about what she is looking to gain from her trip, so therefore it is the chance encounters en route to the destination that truly define it.
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