I'm currently on my way back home from consecutive press trips to Bend, OR, and Penticton, BC. Where I did wonderful things, was surrounded by wonderful people, and felt, well, wonderful the whole time. I was essentially me again for the entirety of the trip (over a week) without falter or hesitance. With people, and in public. Crazy. On the flip side of that, however, some pretty awful shit has just gone down in the lives of a few folks who are very important to me. Awful. Shit.
What a journey, what a friend