It's getting pretty weird around here

yes. i was told the other day to get in the car and just start driving for as long as i needed. this will be happening soon. first, i have some shit to get done. i'm also waiting for it to cool down a bit, so i can camp without being miserable.
 
yes. i was told the other day to get in the car and just start driving for as long as i needed. this will be happening soon. first, i have some shit to get done. i'm also waiting for it to cool down a bit, so i can camp without being miserable.

Oh, baby, take lots of water.

Camping is

bliss. Especially at night when the stars come out and it gets all quiet, and then the negative energy just


drains




away.
 
Oh, baby, take lots of water.

Camping is

bliss. Especially at night when the stars come out and it gets all quiet, and then the negative energy just


drains




away.

shit's been crazy around here lately. lots of necessary change in the next few months. i've been freaking out about everything. i am ready for the open road and open skies. stars and fresh air, pulling me to the river.
 
shit's been crazy around here lately. lots of necessary change in the next few months. i've been freaking out about everything. i am ready for the open road and open skies. stars and fresh air, pulling me to the river.
don't forget to

breathe, babycakes.

breathe.

i understand, stress.
 
don't forget to

breathe, babycakes.

breathe.

i understand, stress.

i need to camp in the desert while a cold front pushes through. icy cold wind on my neck and burning heat under foot. i need to draw naked with no one else around. except for the dog. trusty companions only. until then breathing comes labored with reminders of peace. routine sets in and things become more manageable. as much as i want to throw caution to the wind and say "fuck it," reason wins out every time. training takes over. i need to allow myself space to mourn and heal and be reborn and mourn again.
 
i need to camp in the desert while a cold front pushes through. icy cold wind on my neck and burning heat under foot. i need to draw naked with no one else around. except for the dog. trusty companions only. until then breathing comes labored with reminders of peace. routine sets in and things become more manageable. as much as i want to throw caution to the wind and say "fuck it," reason wins out every time. training takes over. i need to allow myself space to mourn and heal and be reborn and mourn again.

Don't know why... But I hope you find it.
 
i need to camp in the desert while a cold front pushes through. icy cold wind on my neck and burning heat under foot. i need to draw naked with no one else around. except for the dog. trusty companions only. until then breathing comes labored with reminders of peace. routine sets in and things become more manageable. as much as i want to throw caution to the wind and say "fuck it," reason wins out every time. training takes over. i need to allow myself space to mourn and heal and be reborn and mourn again.

I got lots of desert near me. It is a grand place to get scoured clean.

I hope you find peace. I do. dear.
 
Yes.

A week or two here and there.

Perhaps I should take a week off. I'm not feeling right. People are annoying me.
 
I've been gone for a while. I may leave again. I may stay.

"Wolf's scratching at my door, and I can hear the lonesome wind moan. Tell me, baby, why you been gone so long?" Jessi Coulter. Tony Rice.
 
I've left a couple of times.


I wonder why I'm around sometimes.


Lots of times, actually.
 
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