Lost in Translation

I’ve gone on another lonely road trip, looking for the quarry. Got lost in the woods again. I was dressed in dirty black riding pants and my old boots, sweating. Horses scare the shit out of me.

I should have brought beer.

So I just took some pictures of abandoned crucifixes and fluffy clouds. It was still worth the ride.

I’m amazed I never get speeding tickets because I drive like a loony.

It’s only after we’ve lost everything that we’re free to do anything

Chuck Palahniuk