Wed May 30, 2018 @ 04:13

As expected, the day comes with light. The desert deals is no half tones, it is always blunt and saturated. Shade, water, and Julien Baker leaves me physically comfortable, but for my left foot, and in a state of bittersweet reflection. For those who don't have rankings of human emotions in terms of platonic beauty, you may be interested to know that the emotional state related to bittersweet is the most beautiful. It is a hybrid that acknowledges both traditionally considered positive feelings and traditionally considered negative feelings. Thus it is the most artistic and wisest of our emotional pallet. Other emotions ignore either the "good" or "bad" of the world. How ignorant and unbalanced of them.

Has it been three years now since listening to Sprained Ankle or just three? Countless listens between New England and Arizona, best times and worst times, and yet it still always moves me to the balanced state.

The emotional bad weather is over and soon I'll be back to fully enjoying my precious time away from real life, but some have asked what the emotional side of thru hiking can be like, so I hope this window into a low turning back high fulfills such curiosities to some extent, cryptic as my style tends to be. Here's some cows passing the road by the 2'x4' folding I've been hiding under for shade for lunch