i'm forgetting things, a lot. faster than i thought i would.

first page of a new sketchbook.

our pod from the outside. plus, small icons of the food i ate, and whiskey makes my belly burn.

another view from a ferry boat.

a view from a ferry boat--the mountains of washington state really looked like they were drawn in pencil, and not actually giant rocks in front of my face.

our small friendship pod--one man, one lady, and one dog. our books and blankets, my pillows, one flashlight, and coyotes howling outside.

on my roadtrip, the world was unfolding in front of me like an envelope.