UTAH - Tent, Reindeer, Bicycle
The sun rises and sets everyday and we continue on in this spiraling state if normalcy - and then, the itch starts again. To see something you've never seen before, a visual nirvana, to be taken away by nature, shrunk to the size of an ant speechless under massive prehistoric rock formations, where time ceases to exist in the forms we know it. To shed the constant routine that comes with the responsibilities of adulthood. The thought of making friends with complete strangers, and sitting in diners sipping on burnt black coffee at 8am on a road, in a town, you have never been to, and may never return, is too much to resist. Dreaming of seeing darkness so dark, the stars vividly come to life, telling ancient tales of war and love, the imagination twirls and fills dehydrated veins with excitement and glee. When the days events burn happiness into your skin and sore muscles produce sleep like a rum soaked pirate.