Mis-Identifying Wildflowers
A leap into the abyss of self-indulgence.
Post-BomBourbon.
I will post more pictures as soon as people upload them. I may be going out with some HoCro hoes in a few hours, then I can get mine developed and uploaded.
Today I am a walking zombie. Everything spins. I’m in delirium.
I am currently looking at places I may be able to transfer to in the spring. I’m gunning for UofL and UofM, but I’m not positive. My decision to transfer, funny enough, stems from the events of this weekend. If there is no Motion Left, then what is the point of staying local and being at a school where I am so miserable that the only thing I look forward to is riding on Wednesday? Ridiculous. So, I want out.
Going to UofM is the most responsible and practical. When Dana comes down to see Devin, I can see my family and my friends from here, and I can still enjoy a different experience.
However, I would love to ride with the Bandits.
It’s all up in the air, pie in the sky musing, but I’m pretty serious about it.
Anyways, I have homework I need to do and caffeine pills I need to pop. Peace and Love.
