It really sucks coming back to the fake world from the real world...
A just below lukewarm Diet Coke finish off three nights in Desolation.
Time for Guinness, hot dogs, and potato salad.
The road often traveled.
Kept up late packing, overthinking, and by fireworks so I'm starting off two and a half hours late. Still, I'm off.
Rolled out of bed and into a 2 hour meeting. I need coffee now.
A straight up peregrine falcon glided in and landed on my fence, stared at my friend and I, then took off before I could take a photo. Super amazing!
Via today's Readwise.
I got a GoPro to take backpacking instead of my XPro2: phone-quality photos, and the camera, charger, and two spare batteries takes up as much space as the camera.
Drinking the last of my stash of the valkyrie's choice craft mead clone - going to have to start another batch here soon.