Daydreaming about that one time I disappeared from life for a while. What better place to awaken the spirit and calm it at the same time 🌲🍃🗻 "I took a walk in the woods and came out taller than the trees"
Crisp Montana morning. The unmistakable scent of hot coffee. All the yellowish leaves covering the ground. All of them fallen dead, yet so strangely alive. Except for the intriguing sound of the Big Blackfoot river, all is dead calm. A little squirrel, jumping around in the old pine, stops to have a look at me now and then. Yesterdays remarkably beautiful cutthroat ass flashed before my eyes. For a moment I felt so lost. I’m not really home, but in a way I really am. And maybe we’re all a little lost. In the privilege.