I was sitting on the edge of a cliff, in the Mesa Verde, taking pictures, when...

all of a sudden...

my alarm clock wakes me.
It's a horrible feelings to realize that you are no longer in the Southwest, but Michigan. And you still have to write a paper.

My sister and cousin are coming up for the day later, so that should be good times.

and how eventually my mouth just turned to dust...

So this is the New Year ( Read more... )

Another year...

I need a sundae.

I'm just your sidebet.

I'm running away.

To the mountains.

Yes, you heard right; to become a hermit.