Thinking of before, losing sleep
Wishing, wanting, needing, not here
Pushing away, my thoughts are elsewhere.
I am going through the motions, keeping afloat while still taking on water.
Losing the battle, drowning is next.
Quebrada De Las Conchas
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We left our wild camp in the canyon down by the river around ten in the
morning in the “Ravine of Shells,” the Quebrada de las Conchas.
I’ve given up expec...
15 hours ago
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So. You ok?
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