Clarity

I piloted my Kierkegaardian ship into an iceberg last week and many people drowned. The chorus of voices in my head is now a little quieter since the herd has been thinned: the crash had this effect.. the weak couldn't make it and therefore died off. I got dark night of Soul-ed. Ironically, I didn't see it coming. guess ya never do, guess it would defeat the purpose if you did.

Anyhow, here is a video of the Ridge Trail from last week.