Diary 2022-12-12
On the road again, again, again, again...
On the road again, again, again, again...
One step forward, two steps back...
"What if humans are the real monsters?" (Narrator: "Actually, monsters were the real monsters.")
On the road again again.
On the road again...
Sometimes life messes with you in tiny, insignificant ways that still add up.
Travel continues to be rough.
This was entirely predictable. Doesn't mean I have to like it.
Let's see how much I can focus on anything...
And once again, trying to unwind knocks me flat for a day.