Numb. Numb and crushed. With a dash of accepted complacency.
A mere twenty miles around the lake on the trail was the seemingly pointless goal of the day. But fifteen in, I suddenly found myself at a crossroads: Continue reading
Numb. Numb and crushed. With a dash of accepted complacency.
A mere twenty miles around the lake on the trail was the seemingly pointless goal of the day. But fifteen in, I suddenly found myself at a crossroads: Continue reading