worse things happen at sea.
worse things have happened to me.

I'll be turning sometime soon. I took the date off of a public place because I figured that the only way most people know when I turn is because of an electronic notification that passes for a well-kept relationship.

Jacob Cummings and I woke up yesterday and decided to go to Seattle. It was one of the best decisions we have and could have made. We listened to the most recent edition of this American life. I won't go into detail, but what I'll say is that, we fulfilled the prophecy.

While not wholeheartedly agreeing with the theory explained, we inevitably became a part of it, and ignore it to our own benefit.

phew. let me tell you.





keep riding.
keep wishing that you could make that split-second decision.

I couldn't be more vague, yet when any of you call, I'll most likely drop what I'm doing to afford the 15 minutes.