In less than three weeks, I will be 27. That may be one of the contributing factors to my current state of craziness, but definitely not the main cause. In the past week and a half, I have dropped 10 pounds. I wish it were through a more healthy way, instead of simply wanting to puke every time I ingest food. For the first time in my adult life, I had an intensely personal conversation with my younger brother who is currently mastering in psychology in Seattle. He told me I needed a therapist in the nicest, most brotherly way possible. He didn’t even laugh at my frenzied, pathetic blubbering. I guess he’s not so bad after all. With that, Arizona…
The mountainous pass between Sedona and Flagstaff.
Tyler and I in the Lava Fields, Sunset Crater Volcano National Forest. Fitting.
The Wupatki Ruins.
The Grand Canyon… is gorges!
There was so much depth, the canyon ended up looking flat.
It was freezing and the sun was blinding.
Phoenix suburbs are bizarre…
Lil’ pink houses surrounded by citrus…
Landscaping…
Trespassing! I am 5’5″…
Tyler.
