Morning Drive
Driving around one morning. Not sure what I was doing. Still not sure what I’m doing, in fact. 
Driving around one morning. Not sure what I was doing. Still not sure what I’m doing, in fact. 
I have to shout that at him whenever I see him, mostly because I tend to be shitfaced when I run into him. Anyway, he was there, in austin, at the donut shop with the ganesha mural outside. 
The new tattoo.
So, I’m in austin as I write this. I’m as surprised as you. Just so you know, going from stuck in the office to packed and under way to fun and adventure and really wild things in like half an hour is the _best_ feeling. That, and I don’t mind missing the snow. We left just as the storms ere arriving. 
On the road. 