Trailhead

I have done so much in so little life. I was thinking today (there is a lot of time to think when you drive half the day): if I died tomorrow, my life would've been so full.

On Friday I will not be here (here) but elsewhere. I will post (on time, sometime on Friday, I swear) a photograph and you can guess where I have gone. Good luck to those who still venture past these pages.

There is a special kind of fear reserved for feelings.

when you see me you'll know.

Backblips:

Sunday - Red Light
Monday - Neera
Tuesday - Riding With the Windows Down