Short cemetery hike. The Ogden Cemetery had some appeal, but the trail turned out to be a little disappointing. Good walk, way too distracted by the stench and loud ass crickets to worry about cyclical thinking.
Father and son, out too late, a night over the town, and bonding as two guys will do.
Short walk around a pond on the outskirts of the city. Never far from the sounds of the highway, trains blowing their horns, and homeless residue scattered here and there.
This post is for Dayton. His images are here, and he did a great job.
I had to hold back tears writing this one. Even though it’s not much on the surface, there is a lot today that sits deep inside me. Pride, worry, loneliness, pain, and sadness.
Today’s hike was about friend’s catching up, chasing a bird that wasn’t a bird, and watching your friend get jumpy because you’re a little too close to the edge.
A new tool, new way to see where I came from, some rambling, a message to a friend, and a message to people in general.
I hurt, and I know a little more why and how. Just don’t know how to heal from it all yet (but I’m working on it).
Burtch Creek Trail .. Nice hike, too much thinking, and a few really nice pictures.
Nothing out of the normal, just a good day, beautiful skies, and thankful I can help people out sometimes.
Went on an unexpected hike, met some wonderful people, got to pet a bunch of dogs, and found that I am okay with missing the occasional sunset.
My life line has risen from the dead!
So happy, so excited, and so ready to kick this journey back in high gear. Rebuilding all parts of me, getting re-introduced to friends and family, and doing instead of saying for the now, not the past.
Very pleasant hike (physically taxing, in all the good ways). Introspective, positive, and a nice feeling coming out of it.
A few goofy selfies, more flowers and bugs, lots of rambling about myself, and more self work in the books.
Feels like a Debby downer post, but it really isn’t. I healed a little more today, had a beautiful experience, and cant’ wait to go out again.
Lots of thinking, walking, and enjoying. Very nice start to my weekend. Being in the moment, purposely, and keeping the thoughts under scrutiny.
Fighting anxiety, couldn’t hike, so I walked 25th street again.
It’s funny what you’ll do to escape your thoughts. A rainy trail, wet camera, foggy glasses, and a clear(er) mind.