I think it is impossible to properly navigate California without seizing some sort of relationship with cars, driving, and certain roads for that matter.

I only spent 18 hours in Bozeman because 24 hours would have been too long and 12 was not enough and I had time on my side.

I think what it means to be young is to be balancing on that precipice of what is going to happen and forgetting what already did.

Today is Wednesday which means yesterday was Tuesday and before Monday came, Saturday and Sunday happened.