As I confessed to my traveling companions on the road, in 5th grade, each student in my class was assigned a state. We spent months compiling information about the state, corresponding with a pen pal and making a topographical map out of homemade play dough. My state was NEBRASKA! Although I remember nothing of my rigorous 5th grade research and my pen pal, Tyler, and I never really bonded like pen pals should, I was eager to get here.
The building reminds me of Louisiana's capitol - tall and skyscraper like - but with an exception... a ghost. Now this is nothing official, but I don't remember being so truly scared in the daylight in public before.
The capitol in Lincoln could not possibly be haunted, but I've checked this off my list and I'm not eager to visit again now.