The taste of coffee too strong, the feeling that you must work in order to [progress{?}],battling the heavy feeling that you are incapable. The white walls. The cold. The solitude. The isolated/insane personalities you are surrounded by. The winds of the past are blowing by me and I can smell the smells, taste the tastes […]
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I recognize those mountains! :)
I just see these now. Nice work capturing the place and mood. I didn't realize you were so much taller…
i love this photo, i take it that this is the road from I70 to moab. what a beautiful shot.
Wow.
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Hi! I just stumbled across this post and had to reach out. This is our boat! We purchased Marissa this…