The annoying thing about being open about your journey is people not understanding that openness comes from self-awareness, not longing. I genuinely would not trade places with anyone.

I was documenting the ridiculous gas prices and caught a 1973 Porsche 911 instead.

Having a sense of dark humor is like having a Dad. Some people just don’t have one.

GM

Amor fati or Salto mortale? I’m more of a Salto mortale girl myself.

One of my cars is a diesel truck for getting my kayaks and building materials around. Diesel is now almost $9 a gallon in Cali. I don’t drive the truck that often but now thinking of trading it in. Big sad.

Hostility on my photo posts has become absurd, which is why you rarely see them anymore. I don't tolerate bad-faith attacks in real life and I won't host them here either. If you go out of your way to be hostile, consider yourself muted.