I made a drawing last September from the passenger seat of the car. I pulled out my notebook and mapped out what I could see: the rear-view mirror, a couple of knobs inside the Honda Civic, two South Dakota trees, and one flat line. I look at the wobbly lines that make the image and I remember the newly paved interstate, with its incremental seams between sections of roadway. My pencil picked up the vibrations like a seismograph. Ordinary experiences like this can contain valuable lessons. Drawing teaches me to be open and observant: it is a tool for revealing the lessons learned in these small moments of reflection.